I was curious; however, as to why I saw manymore white women with black men than the other wayaround.By the time I was twenty-five, I was married to a...rofessional soldier older than myself. I had beenattracted to him because he seemed so much more maturethan the guys I dated in college, and he was alreadyfinancially established. For the most part, I had agood life. We lived in an upscale neighborhood. I drovea Mustang convertible. After ten years of marriage, he started saying hewanted to see. She really seemed to take an interest in me. I liked being there; and she paid me very well.The thing that I thought that was really cool was at that time when she was nursing her baby; she would be topless and sit right next to me on the couch. Her breasts were large, but unlike my mom’s, she didn’t have any sagging, but then again my mom is about twenty years older than Christy.One time she was sitting next to me, letting her baby suck on her nipples for his milk when she shocked me and said,. We didn’t kiss, i don’t kiss guys who i’m not with, it was something i picked up in Pretty Woman. I started to undress him, i pulled his shirt off and kissed down his chest. He than took my shirt off and fondled with my boobs, making them hard. He started to suck on them and i wanted to melt right there.We got undressed and went on top the bed. His dick was about 7′ and it was thick and hard as a rock. My pussy was getting wet just thinking about it going in my vagina. I. It took several minutes for either of us to be fully aware of where we were or what had just happened. My mind went back to her lips as they surrounded my soft dick and sucked me to arousal, to the first attempt she beckoned for me to sate her in forbidden ways of anal intercourse, to fucking her to continuously peeking orgasm and then the ultimate of carnal desires; fucked her ass with wild heated abandon even I had never known much less the girl who only a day before was a virgin. She rolled.