She was glad be divorced and independent and all, but she also craves physical contact."I bet sex with a white man is a bit more exciting than sex wit... my ex-husband." Dana thought to herself.Suddenly, she felt something wet between her chocolate thighs. It was an hour later when she then checked up on Peter, who was almost done with the plumbing in the kitchen. Peter then got up and said, "Miss Stevenson, you're sink is officially fixed.Wanna check it out?" Love to." Dana said with. Me der na karte huye uski salwar aur bra khol di.Haye haye kya nazaara tha yaar.Uske ekdum gore gore aur 36 size ke boobs mere saamne the .Me kutte ki tarah uspe toot pada.Ek haath se left ka boob daba raha tha aur right boob mere mooh me ghusad raha tha.Woh bas gaali dete jarahi thi “Please chod de kammene,,please.Haramzade chod de”.Maine uski ek na suni aur ful excite hoke uske boobs ko halke se apne daaton se kaat diya tho woh cheek uthi “Kamine mujhe maar dalega kya” aur mujhe dhakke dene. I vowed to ask her about this later. The evening came, we ended up getting some drinks and heading back to my apartment, we both knew what we wanted.The customary porn queen style blowjob and my fancy pussy licking led us to a bout of doggy style fucking where she demanded “stick your cock in asshole.” Again the words were a real buzz but totally unexpected. I obliged, teasing by swollen head into her well pussy juiced lubed up asshole. Within seconds I was balls deep inside her asshole. “You. “Yes, Phil.” My wife rolled her eyes as she stared at our daughter. “Your daddy can be pretty dense sometimes.”“That’s okay,” beamed Tiffany. “I love him anyways.”“So do I.”My wife and daughter shared a conspiratorial laugh and my wife gave her a quick kiss on the lips. My dick ached harder. Flashes of my wife and daughter locked in a passionate kiss with lots of tongue, their naked bodies pressed together, shot through my mind.“Let me just feel around in there,” my wife said, sliding her hand.