.how much better I fuck you than your husband ever could...the wife was out of her mind in orgasmic bliss she was yelling out having one orgasm after ...nother while the black man was hammering away at her ass looking down at his best friend with a shit ass eating grin then telling him she was mine the day I fucked her twenty years ago look at her today, getting fucked with my big nigga dick acting like a crack whore who need a fix , Jones’in on my big nigga Johnson, she never been owned like. She threw her left arm around my neck and felt the outline of my now-hard cock with her right, whispering into my ear ‘I can’t wait, let’s go right now’. Just then I saw someone I recognised a few tables over, and she saw and recognised me. She was one of my wife’s friends. She is bound to tell tales, but then again there isn’t anything I probably can’t explain away as harmless fun. Who gives a shit? I’ve been three weeks without a shag and I’m gagging for it. I wanted to take this young lady. Today being Saturday the college office was only till 1’O clock, so I had no time to wait. I went into the train and no later I came to know I was like a deer going into a den of hungry wolves. Frankly speaking I like when people stare at my beauty, but it should be from a distance, but here everyone was trying to become more intimate with me. Soon I was surrounded my men and they were brushing against my body. I was carrying a hand bag. I kept it abreast so as no one can squeeze me there. Each. I started to cry – at the time I was painfully shy – and she comforted me. She promised not to tell a sole and we just stayed on the bed holding each other. She started to rub my arm as she held me and it felt real good, as she told me latter she could smell me and it really excited her. Well, I must have still been excited, because somehow things progressed very fast from rubbing my arm to rubbing my pussy. Boy was I moaning now and she started to kiss me on the lips – felt very different.