I explained to her how it felt screwing a black man and having my husband participate. This is what she didn't understand, how could my husband allow ...e to screw other men.After spending much time explaining to Maria, how much white, husbands' are aroused about the thought of their wife screwing another man, a black man. She became much more curious and I could tell that she really wanted to give it a try.We arranged for my husband and me to meet with her husband and had a long talk one evening. I let her massage my rod. I had never imagined her this way with me. But it felt so good that I didn’t realize she had opened my zip and pulled my man thing out of its constrictions. I didn’t had the length but it was compensated by its thickness. As I stared at her she pulled down the foreskin of my thing and squeezed it with her one hand and with the other hand pulled my pants along with my underwear. She took my balls in her hands and massaged it. I had never felt like this before as this. ”“Sure! That’s a very kind offer. I’ve got time.”We introduced ourselves. He was Grant and his wife was Poppy.“I’m Jock,” I told him. (I have to admit, dear reader, that Jock is not really my name. I just use it on occasions like this because I want him to remember my name by its obvious rhyme. Jock - cock!)A moment later I heard him talking to his wife.“….yes, Poppy, I’ve made a new friend at the gym. His name is Cock - I mean Jock. Is it okay to invite him over to use the hot tub?”There was. She said, patting the bed for the girls to climb on. “We are sorry Mum, we asked Dad not to tell you the day it happened, we felt so fantastic, we did not want anything to stop us enjoying him for just a little while longer.” Mel after telling this to her mother came over and sat at the bottom of the bed. Sandie was now also perched at the bottom of the bed “Girls you know that we both love you, every fibre of you is loved by your father and me. I was angry at first when I suspected what was.