” She said with a big grin and in her fancy Surrey accent. Still smiling, she stood holding her husband's flaccid cock in one hand and Darren's fast...growing cock in her other hand. I took the photo and she let both cocks go and asked me if I would take a photo of something she had always wanted, I agreed, bemused by the request but intrigued. She unzipped her blue dress and stood there in just her matching blue bra and panties. She asked Darren to stand behind her with his shirt removed to see. He was a personal trainer at the gym where I work out and the bulge in his shorts looked impressive. The only problem is that Jeff was black and I was a Southern born and bred white girl and "good white girls" just did not do what I was contemplating doing with Jeff. But based on what you know about what I have already done you know that I'm not really "a good girl".Size was my thing and all my life I'd been hearing about how big black men are in the cock department and at twenty-eight I. When we got there we recognised our hosts and another two couples from our last time together but there was the surprise of being introduced to half a dozen single guys who clearly had come to the house unaccompanied.I had no idea what to expect but nevertheless was quite excited by the idea that maybe this was going to become some kind of 'Gangbang' situation with a string of studs lining up to fuck the few wives who were present and for the husbands to be taking their turn! I was soon to be. Whilst playing Xbox I casually asked him how things were with his girlfriend, he told me that she wouldnt even let him touch her and it was making him depressed, but as he spoke I couldn't help but notice he had a large buldge in his jeans.After a few games he said he needed to go piss, so I took this time to look around his room.Next to his drawers I saw a laundry basket full of dirty laundry, I browsed through it and found a pair of black boxers with an obvious looking cum stain in the front,.