Then she laid herself out slightly to one side, keeping herself pushed up a bit on her palms. Her friend squatted down where he was standing, pretty ...uch in the same position as I was, and then flipped open his book. The guy was a pretty fast drawer. I guess guys that sketch scenes and people usually are. It took maybe 10 or 15 minutes, and I didn’t even complaint under my breath to myself, because I knew that whatever was coming would be worth the wait. Whenever he was done he slipped his. I just wanted to get Anita fucked by another man.The next morning after breakfast, I wanted to fuck her so bad but I didn't, thinking that she would be horny when Jack O’ would come. When I got to my office, I called him to be sure he was coming over."You better be careful, man", I joked with him, "My wife loves big black dicks!" When I hung up, I thought...why did I say that? But I knew why. I wanted him to fuck Anita really hard.My dick stayed hard that morning thinking about what might be. As I pushed, it entered the sexy boy’s tight warm ass, pulling my foreskin backward. The boy felt me enter and instinctively raised his hips to swallow my turgid cock. It entered with ease and I just pushed it all in and lay still.David was shivering with pleasure and moaning into my mouth, sucking on my stiff tongue. I was now in his ass and in his mouth. He held me captive, whimpering and moving his smooth thighs all along my waist and back. My knees were wide as I tried to enter as much as. ‘Daddy’s home!’ a small voice squealed. Carla smiled up at me and the weight of the world evaporated. ‘I’m glad you’re home. I don’t think I can get up.’ ‘Not with three kids sitting on you anyway.’ ‘Oh, Bill, aren’t they wonderful. And it won’t be too long until there’s another one.’ I stood behind her as Carla at forty opened the front door. Our daughter was there. Beaming, shining. A reflection of her mother. A young man at her side. ‘Mom. Dad. This is Jason.’ In front of the church, I.