Inside I found a huge black man speaking on his cell phone. He was a real giant; dressed in black leather, but with a red silk scarf around his thick ...eckHe did not even look at me. I could hear he was telling somebody he was busy now, because he had got a white married pussy to fuck in the airport men’s room. As he was saying that, he looked inside the last open booth and smiled to someone hiding there.Then a female voice called out:“Hurry up, you nigga bastard… just remember my cunt is on. Exaggerated a bit of course, but, why not ;D Hope you enjoy!Last night was a night I’ll never forget. Last night was the night I let my wife take over in bed. Just last week she discovered my stash of toys I had hidden from her for some time now. I had really taken a liking to ass play so I bought all sorts of different toys; from just plain old dongs and beads to huge plugs, I definitely had made a good collection. The thought of her husband being into all this made Jess quite uncomfortable. .I want to hear better and I rush. Soon I stumble into our beach bags. 'Damn it.' I open my eyes to find my way through. I carefully pass near the bag with empty bottles of beer and other packaging rubbish. My hand touches a plastic bottle, the sunscreen. I remind myself of the moment when he rubbed my wife with this cream; back and front, every inch. I was just next to them, having a full hard-on.The bikini top is also here on the towels. He encouraged her to go topless and creamed her boobs,. I felt so wild and hot sandwiched between their thrusting cocks, both of them slamming into me simultaneously. It felt like a rebellion of the teaching I received in Catholic schools, as well as a rebellion of behavior society expected of girls. I loved the feeling of doing as I wanted sexually, blazing my own path and to hell with what others expected of me.It was this feeling and many minutes of dad slamming his cock into me, as well my fingers rubbing my clit that had me cumming with an.