"The boys?" asked Marsha with a hint of interest. "I doubt that." She had noticed a few of Emily's male friends giving her a good lookover from time t... time, and she thoroughly enjoyed it. It made her feel more youthful, more attractive. She even found herself flirting back a little, with a not-so-subtle smile, a tilt of her head, running her fingers thru her hair as she smiled. It invigorated her. She often seduced her husband after such evenings, practically attacking him in bed and giving. And it looked like mine was about to take off.I waited about a month before I made my move. It was lunchtime when I put my plan into action.After the rumor about John no one would sit with him in the cafeteria. I waited about ten minutes before going for lunch. I knew by then all the seats would be taken, all except where John sat.I got my lunch tray and acted as though I was looking around for a seat. And, of course, as I already knew the only available seat was at John Fuller’s table.“Anybody. I be damn if I don’t see her riding his black cock.Beth turns on the radio. She does a seductive dance in front of him. She tongues in his ear while removing his shirt. Then she shakes her titties starting in his face face working all the way down to his feet. She removes his shoes and socks. On the way back up she removes his pants and underwear. There stands right before my wife is a naked black man complete with a very big hard black cock waving at her. Like how before working her tongue in. They could never get enough videos of naked, blonde teens being examined by doctors. His videos showing their forced orgasms were the best in the market.Joanna looked at the metal table with dread, imagining what would happen on it. She shivered at the sight of the evil looking stirrups, made worse by the leather straps around them. Would her legs be bound to them while spread? She had not thought of that, assuming that she would merely place her feet in them. She noticed another table near the.