She was sucking a giant black monster cock of a perfect stranger black man…After a while, I could not resist anymore and cleared my voice:“Hi, hon...y…are you enjoying yourself…?”Then Ana looked up at me and said the black man was Tony. They had met in the pub and had shared his taxi to our home…It seemed the lucky bastard was sharing a lot more than the taxi!!Tony kept his eyes closed as my wife sucked on him.He did not even looked at me or say a simple “Hello”Ana had taken her dress off and she. ”“Why does that matter, he’s just going to have to learn to accept it.”“No James that’s not what we agreed, that’s why I spoke to him, we not going to go any further than we have, unless he is alright with it.”“But babe, you know we have something special.”“Yes, but the reason I am calling, is that he has made, uh he has asked, that while he is thinking it over that we have nothing to do with each other, no lunches phone calls nothing. I have agreed to this and you must as well.”“Can I still. "There you go Skippy you beaut, get your face into that. I'll be doing the same in a tick of a kookaburra's tit." He brushed dust off himself as he went through the bat wing door of the Sol Saloon."Starve the crows!" he exclaimed to the barman, "I'm as dry as a dead dingo's donger, and me throat's as rough as a bears arse. Give us a Fosters Billy, before I croak like a Pom politician when he has to hand back his expenses."The bar man sadly shook his head." Sorry sheriff, there ain't none. A. "Enough fun though, well for you," She stated still smiling, and sat up on the edge of the bed adjusting her hooped earings, "I best go, don't want to keep my lucky man for tonight waiting." She stood up and grabbed 2 pairs of shoes."What one looks the best with this dress, hun? These ones or these?" She asked, showing me a pair of little black heels and a pair of white ones."I think the black will look nicest on you, babe." I answered."So you're saying my feet are too ugly for the white ones!".