She concentrated once more on the reason she was searching through the Comtessa's laundry. She smiled wryly as her hands tugged and tossed aside vario...s items of clothing."Oh, well, it now seems that the Comtessa's unfortunate gain is really a fortunate turn for me. I cannot believe my luck in overhearing that conversation or I might have borrowed dresses the woman would have missed. I do not wish to draw any more attention to my loan than necessary. After all, it would be a disaster if the. She was always wet and always readily available so I just jumped in every chance I got. She only had one boyfriend before me, so she was just as naïve as I was.About six or seven years after our nuptials, reality set in and we were faced with car payments, student loan payments, mortgages and a whole lot of other not-so-fun stuff. Sex was not the solution anymore, it became the start of most fights. She wanted more and different and I just wanted a stress release from work and reality. It. With a mouth full of his salty seed, she kissed him, letting him know how much she enjoyed his taste. He was not impressed.She told him that he had better get used to it, if he wanted her for a wife. He might become master of the estate, but she was the master in the bedroom. She flipped up her skirt and directed him to lick her pussy. "Get used to it." she said, "Until we are married, the only thing touching this will be your tongue." Reluctantly, he complied, burying his face in her bush and. I felt like a porn star with people watching. Here I was a white woman posting up and down on a black cock so the whole world could see."Fuck me Marcus, OHHHHHHHHH!" Racist whore." I'm not a racist, Fuck me, AHHHHHHHHHHH!"Marcus's cock started swelling, I hugged him tight with my thighs. I climaxed, Marcus exploded deep in my pussy with the world to see, I felt exhilarated. Marcus carried me to the bedroom and put me down to rest.I felt satisfied and soon fell asleep. All I could dream of was.