Together the two men moved the small chest my wife and I kept at the end of the bed, bent me over it, and held me down. “We need something better t...an the sheets”. “Oohhh… there’s um…”, my wife was trying to say something between moans, “there’s some… oohhh… rope in… ooohhh… the garage… oohh fuuuck…" I couldn’t believe that my wife was helping them. The thick black man held me down on the chest, in this position I couldn’t help but see what was happening on the bed. My wife had at. “In pain I gave you birth and in blood you came from my womb. Now in pleasure you are born again and in wine you are coming forth to the joy of your goddess!”At this point I emptied the rest of the wine over his head, arms and torso. The suddenness of this action caused him to release his bowels and the wine/water mix rushed out. I helped him to his feet. His wine-streaked hair and face was ready for loving. I joined him in the shower and turned on the water and washed away the wine as if. ‘Hi Greg! It’s Christelle,’ she announced her voice laden with nervousness. ‘Hi Christelle,’ he said with a tinge of anxiety to his voice. ‘How did you find me?’ ‘I rang your work and told them I was your cousin from out of town and they told me your address.’ ‘Did they?’ he replied in an amused voice. ‘Honey is everything OK,’ came a voice female voice from inside. Christelle face sunk into sadness. ‘Look. If it’s a bad time I’ll go and give you a ring.’ ‘No. No. It’s great to see you. Just a. She was stroking and my dick got super hard. Then she came on top of me and started kissing my chest. She bit my nipple for her revenge and it was painful.Then she made me lay back and removed her panties. I kissed her inner thighs as it was glowing in that candlelight and was looking hot. While kissing her inner thighs I kneaded her boobs also. She was moaning in pleasure. It got red, her boobs due to my kneading.I inserted my finger on her lips and kissed her pussy lips. She was moaning like.