What do you doanyway with a girl? I'd never even thought about sex with a girlbefore. What if I do it wrong? What if I'd read her wrong? What if Ido s...mething to make her think I was a pervert or something? Gettingmyself together to go out into the bedroom was nearly all that I coulddo. I was scared, excited, filled with curiosity, fear, shame -- allemotions mixed up together.I emerged from the bath and saw her again, laying the same way. I knewI hadn't misread her. Her body was outlined by the. I can tell you it was the most erotic thing I have ever done, to be sucked off whilst you unsuspecting wife is about to be and then is penetrated by one of your black friends dick - heaven!Michelle made a low guttural moan and started to move around as much as her tied body could do. She said "how big is your dick Dave?" and I stood behind Clinton and said "it's your fault you've really turned me on and I can't remember my dick being this big before" and this seamed to quell my wife's momentary. I then turned my head to face the door. “Hey what’s up? Mr. Smith, how’s it going?” I sheepishly said toward the door. “Wait! Who’s that Buck… Buck Kelly!! Junior’s friend from school.” Short pause. “Yes! I slept over last night. I was just getting up. Junior had some early classes and already went to school.I turned my head back to meet the trophy wife sexy brown eyes looking at me and the door. Her husband inches from her, only solid wood keeping him from us. I finally breathed in and could. The movement made possible only by the technique of rubbing the tiny brown hairs that lined her butt crack. The bedposts providing her triangle as she backed up into it and thus progressed her panties journey down. This proved to be a time-consuming progression and tireless effort. It gave her time to contemplate her actions and the deep burn of the American wooden paddle which for the first time would soon greet her arse cheeks.Soon her slacks came down from around her butt. Her legs.