That's it. That's all I have. Not even one good memory. "I made a promise to myself that if I was ever to have the chance to, you know, initiate a vir...in, I'd make it everything I hadn't had. Candles, rose petals on the bed... Crap, I'm so sorry, Danny." "Viv, you have nothing to apologize for." "Maybe not, but I still feel like shit. I used you like my date used me in the backseat that night." "Wanna use me again," Danny asked eagerly. That caused me to laugh and feel a little better, but I. “It would look fantastic me dressed as a white trashy hotwife as a group of black guys used and abused me for their carnal pleasure!”My husband just nodded, his mouth gaping open as he pictured the image of his loving wife writhing in ecstasy at the pleasure derived from huge black cocks. That’s something I will file away for another night. Tonight I have three hard alpha male cocks to contend with.With the black cock still inside me, my husband opened the packets of ultra sheer black seamed. I grab my shopping bag and opened it up again. And looked in what I had bought and decide to wear a skirt and blouse that I bought today and the new panties and thigh highs. I got dressed and grabbed my purse. I then remember about the note inside of it from Jennifer. I took it out and thought about today and what she did with me and decide what the hell and I called her. Jennifer answered the phone and said hi and told her who I was and told me she was glad to hear from me. She was hoping that. “Um, oh, um Ellen you see….”she stammered then continued “I have never been fisted before.” she finally confessed. “Well, you are about to be now.” I thought but again I said nothing. I lowered my head and began to lick her clit as I pushed part of my fingers into her pussy. I kept licking here as I fucked her with my fingers but with each stroke into her I pushed a little farther. Mistress taught me this technique and she uses it when she fists me. As my strokes began to get VERY deep inside.