They are nice enough and we say hello each time I go to the pool but I’ve never really had a conversation with them. I had seen Gary get pissed off ...t people not obeying the pool rules and I wouldn’t want to argue with him. He was a big guy, six foot easy, huge barrel chest, beard and overall just a big guy. I had seen him swimming laps wearing a red lifeguard speedo which I thought was cool but didn’t think much more about.There I was, cock still in my hand and, Gary standing there with his. And all this time you are lapping up your come from the bench top like a thirsty dog, grunting like a bitch in heat, and groaning like a tortured animal. After only a short time you can hear him groaning behind you and his strokes falter as you know he is nearing his crisis. His perspiration drips from his forehead and face onto your back and wobbling bottom which is turning a slight shade of pink from the insistent slapping as his belly repeatedly slaps you arse. Turning your face slightly. Before the guys started to approach; Davon grabbed my hair and made me look at him in the eyes, while he whispered softly:"What do you want most in life, my little white married bitch…?" Black cock, Sir..." I hissed back, barely breathless.The three black guys laughed at my answer.I looked at them and they noticed my eyes were glued to those black cocks swinging in the air and calling me to them.The first one moved forward and he ordered me to suck his dick.I knelt in front of him and started. "Yes," I responded."Well, my friend Tom has sex with her sometimes. Just last week he had sex with her. He was telling me about it, that she had a boyfriend named Brian and that the relationship was open to sex with other people, and that her boyfriend is about to move in with her. I figured out that it was you." What did he tell you about the sex he had with Sunny?" I asked. I hadn't heard of any guy named Tom, I would definitely be asking Sunny about this.Jen answered, "Tom just tells me that.