I opened the door quietly and went inside, but as I started to get near to the unit I could hear my wife panting and moaning. I got near enough to see...inside the unit. She was bent over a pile of packing boxes with her dress hiked up over her ass and the black guy had his overalls around his ankles and was fucking her from behind.I could tell that she was really into it. Every time he thrust forward she was moaning as if being gutted or something. I couldn't do anything but stare as he kept. I was speechless and didn't know what to do.The barn must have been keeping me warm somehow, because I wasn't freezing anymore. It felt as though an hour or so had past. I hadn't heard the house door open or close in a while, but eventually I did hear footsteps approaching from outside the barn.I heard what sounded like boots approach me, and then it stopped. Next I heard the sound of a zipper being pulled down, like from a pair of jeans. I didn't hear any other cars come by the place so I knew. I can hear the woman gasp as she pulls taught on the restraints, her back arching again. "Please, Tuesdae," she begs. "Taste me, touch me. I want to feel you pleasure me." Tuesdae slowly moves to the woman's bare pussy, hands still whispering on her skin. With the first touch the woman moans and stiffens almost as if the touch was pure electricity. She relaxes into the bed as Tuesdae slides one finger into her wet depths, licking the woman's hard nub as she does so. Tuesdae picks up the tempo,. He moaned in ecstasy, grabbing a fist full of her long dark hair and fucking her face quite roughly while holding her in place. She gagged and spluttered but he was too far gone with lust to notice or care and it wasn't until she began to choke and then throw up a little that he pulled back and let her breathe. He pulled her face up to his and kissed her gently to let her know he was sorry. Then he guided her into position so that she could sit on the end of his cock again. Tara knew she.