Oh God it felt so good. In all my years of marriage I think I would have to say that this was the best night I'd ever had. I could feel another orgasm...starting to boil deep inside my body.Tim got a big smile on his face as I pushed all the way down on it and moaned out OH GODDDDDDD, I'M CUMMMMMMMMMMING. My body shook all over as I had that great orgasm with that big cock deep inside of me. In my mind I was having a killer orgasm with a black man, my first black man!Once my orgasm ended I. This was an every day thing for them. Playfully flirting that never seemed to go anywhere. Later that night, as Ali and Wyatt sat on the couch watching television, Ali found herself thinking about Wyatt as she did every night. Her eyes ran up and down his face. His soft green eyes were fixated on the latest basketball game, his tongue grazing across his thin lips, and her mind going places they shouldn’t. Ali wasn’t exactly the type that Wyatt would go for normally. She was all of five feet. It wasn’t just me that noticed – it seemed like every guy in the party hall stopped, looked, closed their eyes and dreamed for a moment.The orchestra was amazing. The music flowed and the dance floor was open. Grabbing everyone, one at a time, I danced the night away. Shikha was sitting waiting for Tushar to dance with her. He didn’t get the hint and just kept talking with his known friends.I walked up to them and asked them both if it would be fine to dance with her.Tushar’s response was “Why. I fell asleep soon and then I wake up after some times when I sensed a tingly sensation on my boobs. She was moving her fingers slowly over my left boob, I was confused whether she was doing it on purpose or if she put hands on my boobs accidentally. But one thing ,I was sure about was that I was enjoying it and I started to feel horny.I wanted more from her.She then started to press my left boob gently and made her way to my right boob and started to press it. I was enjoying her acts and was.