My husband would kill me if he knew what I had been doing and with who I was doing it with. I'm not saying my husband is a racist but he does think bl...ck people are below him, that's for sure. So is that why I did what I did, or was it Harry huge strong hands on my body bringing me to life. From my first orgasm I never wanted anything more in my whole life, or felt anything even close to what I felt with Harry. When the water cooled off I got up rinsing the suds off wrapping myself in a huge. Now watch as Ben fucks me. Ben stood up and lifted Jen up off the bed. He turned her around to face me, put his hand on her back bending her over the bed and entered her from behind. I want you to see the pleasure in your wifes face as I fuck her tight little cunt Ben said to me. He was right, I could see the pleasure in Jens face as he pounded her from behind. The moans and groans coming from her mouth were also a telling sign. Ben smiled at me and said your wife is one great fuck, I havent. ?I knew it C? He really likes the pictures!? Glancing away, smiling as she talks while turning her back, nonchalantly massaging a nipple ring dangling off her bare breast, after a couple secretive minutes she finishes her conversation. Turning back facing Cyl, she grins. ?I told you? With those big ‘ol titties of yours, they think you’re eighteen!... Now, it’s about time to go get you that tattoo? And a piercing or two, Cuz!... Just like I have!? In a more serious tone, she continues.. The two of us could sleep if the girls could drive the train?”They made good time, but it was not enough. With a day to go the water ran out. The track stretched across the land and nothing moved. Somewhere beyond the horizon the river was flowing in a shallow valley, but they wouldn’t make it. They passed a skeleton of a waggon, inside was the skeleton of a person. This was the price of failure, she had buried all the rest of her family (though passing coyotes had swiftly dug into the shallow.