I looked down at her ring and then back at her again. I just examined the front of her face for a minute as her eyes stayed on mine. Her hands rested ...n her hips and she awaited a response. Just before my hand was about to move, we heard the front door open. "Gwen, where are you?!" we heard Jim yelling loudly from the door. "Shit, what is he doing here?" she asked angrily. I was speechless as I looked out the bathroom door. "We're in here, asshole!" she yelled. "'We're', Gwen?" he asked, as we. I love boys who yell and you squealed like a stuck pig when it went in".He held me tight and pushed and I felt his cock going into me. it felt like a burning log and I yelled and he laughed and put his hand over my mouth."If you yell too much it will attract other men and they might just want sloppy seconds after I have finished".I was crying and he was fucking. He held my waist, pulled my hair, held my shoulders. After a couple of minutes he had to hold me round the waist cos my legs started. It was very obvious what both wives were there to do, they both wore crotchless panties, Deanna recognized some of the men, they were the law firm’s clients and attorneys, all black men. Someone yelled out, hey Lewis, you said, you’ve been wanting to fuck Scott’s wife since you first saw her, put that whore on table and show her how her pussy is for black cock, Howard said, he turned Scott’s wife into the hottest whore around, she loves to suck black cock, the bigger the better. Suddenly Deanna. I was around twelve or thirteen by the time mom and dad started to getserious about my sex education. By the time I was fifteen, I was a certifiedstud according to my mom and all her friends, and there were plenty of them. Iwas on a schedule that would have worn out the most dedicated cocksman, but whenyou're fifteen and know what I knew, it was a challenge, but not one that Icouldn't and didn't handle. Mom got me all to herself two nights a week, whichwas fine by dad who needed the time for.