I saw you practising. Said she, as she agitated a little in the seat. “Yeah no doubt” I retorted. I was trying to keep small talk to a minimum, an... I was surprised she was being so open with me, the coach of her opponent! My charge was in her room at this stage - about 2030 - and I figured she’d be staying there and getting an early night in preparation for her match the next day. Which is why I asked Martina if she wouldn’t be heading to get some rest pronto? To this, she replied with raising. I told him of the affect that his illness had on our daughter who was sixteen and had been putting on weight because she ate when she was worried. As we left the coffee shop, he walked to my car with me. He took my hand as I got in and smiled. ‘You’re husband will be fine in about a month,’ he said. ‘He’s a lot stronger now and you’ll see a big difference in him when you get home.’ ‘How could you possibly know that?’ I asked. ‘I’ve had a lot of medical experience and I’m sure you’ll find that. She rolled over onto her back and lifted each of her legs up back behind her head. Her black lover then ordered me to get over and taste my wife…I hesitated for some seconds, but finally crawled over to the bed and got down next to Anita’s pussy. It was red and swollen and was leaking a generous amount of salty semen. Suddenly, the black guy pushed my head into her pussy. I just went for it. I slurped and swallowed his salty fresh cum. As my wife’s pussy was clean, he let go of my head and. I made a show of scraping a fingerful of cum from the head of my cock and putting it in my mouth.“Ohhhh damn,” I heard Emma whisper. I was shaking my cock over the railing, shaking off the last of my cum. I heard my phone buzz inside the room. I was going to ignore it when I heard Emma’s voice from below.“Answer it.” I went inside and found my phone in the scrubs pocket on the floor. It was a text from Emma.“That was fucking hottt! If you want to try to stick your tongue up my ass, come.