I noticed every guy in there was staring at my wife as we sat down. did you see that guy had his cock out and was jerking off? the wife asked me. mayb... we should sit closer to him so we can watch him jerk off.said my wife. we can do that i told her. wait look over here i told her. there was a guy just a couple of seats over from us with his pants down around his ankles and was stroking on his cock. o my god look how fucking big it is the wife whispered. i started to watch the movie and sure. I though to myself while he was gone in the kitchen, remembering everything that had happened the night before. The way his tongue felt along my cock. The way he traced circles on my thighs. I closed my eyes and ran through the night over and over in my head, especially when he licked my cum off his hand. I was lost deep in thought when he came back in with the poptarts, he put them down on the side table and softly reached down and touched my cock, I jumped and opened my eyes wide, then. I developed no close or frequent friends. The one buddy I did take up with was Stepper.I spent about a year kicking around with him. He was a black boy my own age. We didn't see each other regularly because he lived on the other side of the downtown area, near my Aunt Frances' home.I met Stepper on one of my expeditions into the downtown business district. Having been packed off to my godmother's place for a weekend, I had spent the morning sitting around their restaurant near busy Union. The girls are now busy in lip kissing and were pressing each others breasts. I was fucking them alternatively by entering in their pussies one after another. We then changed our position. Now I started fucking Bharthi’s pussy and our love actions got very much ignited towards the climax. First Bharthi got her orgasm she wrapped her legs around my back and I was deeply penetrating her and speeded up my thrusting. Then I too fired my juicy cum inside Bharthi’s pussy and rested on her body by.