"She had a determined edge to her voice and neither man chose to comment on her assertion."Well that just leaves the question of whether I have your p...rmission to date Julie," Robbie said."Why don't you wait until I've had a chance to talk to her Robbie? I'll know better then if I'm comfortable with her being with you ... or anyone for that matter. Do you agree John?"Her husband nodded his head.Robbie stood to leave. "Thank you for seeing me tonight. I'm very sorry if I've caused you pain, and. As you begin to resign yourself to once again awakening, unfulfilled in your quest to reach the White City, a new feeling creeps its way into your dream-consciousness: a feeling of longing and of need, as if something was missing, taken from you, and you would not be whole until it was returned. Then, you come to realize that these feelings are not your own - you have never reached the city, the very object of this dream, so surely there is nothing that could have been _taken _from you. There. His hands were cupping my wife's firm tits, twisting and pulling her hard pink nipples as he fucked her. My wife's dark hair was matted with sweat, and I could see the pure pleasure on her face as the young stud fulfilled her desires with his big cock.My own cock was rock hard in my suit pants. I was a fifteen year's older than my wife, which meant over 20 years older than the young stud fucking her. He was tall, muscular, and endowed with a cock a least half again as big as mine. My wife was. Now when do I get started with ruining a white wife’s pussy?”“Well, I guess we could start with Elaine or Sophie. They’re the two wives I’m doing right now,” Garrett said.“No offense, Garrett, but if you’ve already broken them in, I don’t care to have your leftovers. Now, if you want me to help turn white wives into black cock sluts, you’d best set me up with a first time couple,” Jake smirked.Garrett called Elaine and explained the situation. “Jake’s definitely in, but he wants to start with.