But then out of nowhere, he started showing me his wife’s pics. Some were of her doing yoga and she also was a model for Indian gym wear online. Tho...e pics with skimpy gym wear showing her perfect figure was getting me happy. He could see that spark and smile on my face while seeing them.He then asked me isn’t she gorgeous? which all I could do was smile or rather smirk nodding my head in affirmation. Gradually he told me that he is not able to satisfy her because he cum before her. From the. They traveled through alleys as they looked for a grocery store. They had to leave their manufacturing area to find a suitable store, but they finally did after nearly two hours of searching. Otto smashed the lock on the loading dock door with the hatchet and they went inside. Luckily for them, the store had emergency lights turned on, and they could see as well as they needed to.George, having been elected the cook, took charge of gathering the food they needed while Otto went after. "Cum, you dirty slut, you dirty fucking slut," encouraged Mark who was getting very close to ejaculation."Mmmm, oh shit, yes, this dirty fucking slut is cumming," said Marsha in short, breathless bursts."Oh fuck, so am I," groaned Mark as he started shooting spunk into Marsha's flooding vagina.The two of them continued uttering expletives until they had both stopped climaxing. "Fuck, that was good," giggled the just shagged Marsha."Yeah, fucking wonderful," confirmed Mark. After the two of them. This is what I fantasize that happened on our wedding night. I had made a deal with her that if we got married she could fuck all the black guys she wanted as long as I got to watch. She suggested a black guy she worked with and I knew. He was several years younger and had a wife and a couple of k**s so she wouldn't have to worry about disease. We both had to work the next week so we just got a nice hotel room in Atlanta. We were just married at the county courthouse, so we made arrangements.