Someone was going to get lucky tonight, but it would be not me…It was time for Ana to get ready. She took a warm shower. I joined her and fingered h...r wet cunt under the warm water. She came crying and then she kissed me deeply. Ana told me she loved me; but I should understand she needed some extra black cocks…After the shower I helped her to shave her sweet mound. I wanted to be sure my wife's pussy would be soft and bare for that unknown black bastard to enjoy. I kissed her labia, smelling. Endure the punishment and i will forget what you did and said,like never happend."Andrea nod her head,John add"From now on you will always mention my name when you communicate with me."Andrea say"Yes John,i will do everything you want for the next 20 minutes"John start to whip my wife blouse,then tell her to open the garment and the beautiful warm tits of my become the target of a relentless but lite rain of hits,the nipples get a lot of attention and then the tights get theirs share. Finally. You can have me with my nice curves or you can have me weighing about sixty pounds more.” It was cold, windy and rainy so I got a wood fire going and placed in front of it a grizzly bear rug. My grandfather had given it to me, and she couldn’t object to that. I was hoping we would screw on the rug. Right then she came in. We embraced with a very deep kiss and roaming of hands. “Is this all for me?” ‘Yes, dummy. Come right this way. Dinner is awaiting.” She stopped a few times to pluck flowers. Petals in a flower, how many steps we took each day; anything and everything that could be enumerated was fascinating to her. I supposed that this question was a logical endpoint; it also served as a good distraction from the torrent of water flowing around my waist.No matter which side of the ringriver we walked during our migrations, we were always forced into several crossings if we wished to continue following the circumference of the habitat. The easiest fording was just upstream of the.