Don't worry, Bobby. I'd never leave you for him or anyone else.My god, Bobby. You're so hard. You're hard all the time. I like that, Bobby. Want a qui...kie?" Later. Tell me more." Bobby, I think it's wonderful you like having a slut wife because, baby, your wife loves being a slut. Well, I drank the animal cum as Horse and I finished our gin rummy game. One of the men came in. He took me in the bedroom and fucked me. Nothing wild or unusual. Just a good hard fucking from a good man with a good. ..one of them use 2r pairs of handcuffs and fixed youe legs to the vannow you are seated with opened legsboobs burningthe van stopsoutside you see that is night nowyou do not knwo how much time you have been therethe driver arrives ..opening the side sliding dooryou are in a huge garage or a warehousethey open hand cuffs of legs and transport you on a tablefixing your legs wide opendthey are getting off clothesit is cold theryour nipples are completely hardenedone of them push the cosh in your. Two years ago, I was on the panel of local authors. People came, and they listened to me as I read chapters of my work. They liked it. There aren’t too many bisexual Black male heroes in western literature. That made my work stand out. Rather than dwell on my characters race or sexual orientation, I made them dynamic men in amazing situations. And I seemed to be getting quite a fan base because of it. What can I say? I’ve got talent, and I’m not afraid to use it. Like I said, Laurel used to be. She acted like a total slut as Josh turned toward her and asked, “Do you want me to fuck you with my big cock?” My wife cried out, “Yes! Please fuck me! I want you to fuck me right now!” Josh now got up off my wife and knelt down in between her legs. He then grabbed each of her ankles and pulled her legs wide apart. He quickly ran his big cock back and forth over my wife’s swollen pussy as she cried out, “Fuck me! I want your big cock inside me!” Josh now while holding my wife’s legs wide apart.