" Really?" I think so, yes."I didn't know if that was true. Nevertheless, the thought of it secretlymade me happy!That night as I learned to dance, I ...new that I felt so safe and socontented in Nate's arms. The simple truth of the matter was that Ididn't want that night to end. Of course, it had to, so that betterthings could happen.The only real bump in the road during that time of my life was when myparents unexpectedly came for a visit. I wasn't expecting them as weweren't on good terms, and. I felt almost sick as I watched, knowing that my wife always had said she couldn’t deep throat me because I was too big.And here she was with nine inches of black cock down her throat.Bobby began to pull out again, allowing Shilpa a gasping breath before he shoved it back again. He established a rhythm, literally fucking my wife’s face with his black cock sliding in and out of her throat.He began to pant, his thrusts becoming more rapid, his massive cock piston in and out of my wife who knelt. “We’ve intruded long enough. You’ve been very kind, but we ought to go now. Please let me pay for the vase.”Victor had been hatching another plan since she had entered the flat, and now he steeled himself to put it into practice.“Susan,” he said. “I really didn’t like the vase, but I wonder if you would consider looking after my flat? I like cooking but don’t have much time for cleaning, and you are so talented. How about it?”She thought. He was such a friendly man, so kind and respectful. She. Jane’s eyes flew open as she tasted cock, cum and her own juices coating Tom’s prick. This was another barrier demolished for my once prudish wife- never before had anything even remotely cunt tasting been near her mouth. Her shock was quickly over-whelmed by the insistent pain/pleasure messages being sent to her brain by her cunt. Not only was his thick cock, I noticed now that it was liberally coiled with veins, which tickled and stretched the walls of Jane’s pussy as he thrust into her.Once.