She lived about 30 miles from where I had lived at that time. We sent mesages back and forth for about two weeks before she gave me her phone number. ...he was a really cute black bbw about 5"6 240 lbs or so with eyes that screamed fuck me. She sent me a message that said I have a poker game tonight at about 10 so I wont be home till late but give me a call later. I had just moved in to a new apartment so I had no phone, so I went to a pay phone at about 1am. She answered! I was so excited! here. David sat behind an impressively large desk by the window. He looked up as I entered with no expression on his face. I don’t really know what I was expecting from our meeting, but I always foresaw an encounter with the husband of one of the wives that I had fucked to end badly.An argument, a punch in the face or worse. David appeared unmoved, or if he was, he hid it well.“So, you must be my wife’s new protégé,” he said, extending a tanned hand out towards me, his grip surprisingly strong as he. I put my hands on her waist and held it tightly, and started fucking her faster.Her hug was getting tighter with mumbling moaning voices like, “Rahul, aahhh slowly,” her face was on my shoulder. I gave her a big thrust. She just screamed and lifted her face up.She looked into my eyes. She was all covered in sweat and the moonlight was making her glow. She smiled and gave a kiss on my lips.I again kissed her as we started kissing passionately, she kept her hands on my shoulder, and I started. Her lips were tightly closed around my head. What a slut she is, I thought. Roshni looked up at me and saw my eyes on her breasts again.Roshni took my cock off her mouth and said, “Sorry, Uncle, I forgot how you were eyeing my boobs while finger fucking me. Let me reveal my babies to my dear Uncle.” She took off her T-shirt, reached behind her back, unhooked her bra and threw it on the sofa.Roshni’s magnificent breasts popped out. She looked at me and said, “Please help yourself, Uncle. You can.