God, she was beautiful.“Hungry,” I asked, rubbing my hand on my stomach.“Si,” she smiled again.She stood as I pulled the covers back getting o...ut of bed. When I was standing there in just my boxers I saw her looking at my morning wood.“Sorry,” I said when she smiled. I covering my erection with my hand and went into the bathroom. I started to grab a pair of jeans but decided she was only wearing a t-shirt and pair of my boxers, I should be alright wearing my boxers.In the kitchen I opened the. Mistress was sitting their in her petticoat and blouse in the sofa , and asked me to sit on the floor near the sofa and she kept her both leg over my shoulder , she raised her petticoat Up to her knee and asked me to massage her legs using the oil that was kept on a bowel on the table.i was massaging her leg for a while she told that she want a ride and i was once again like a dog in all my fours. She sit on my back and started spanking on my butts and i started giving her a ride after some. I could not sleep.You see my wife Jan has always fantasised about being fucked by a big black guy, she gets so hot just looking at pictures of big black stud's while their cocks are limp and just hanging there. She fantasises about feeling the weight of them in her hand and teasing the foreskin and knob with her tongue.Jan is fairly open minded, saying that she would love to suck on one of those huge black cocks but then she goes onto say that if or when the time came she would be too scared to. We were just…” “Just what?! Huh?!” I demanded. Already knowing the full extent of there actions, but like I said my dick was running the show and it had a plan. “What where you doing?” Seth’s face, already pink with the embarrassment of being caught in his birthday suit, turned beat red at having to explain their carnal activities, “We were just….uhm.” “Well, come on. Out with it. If you can’t explain it to me then maybe you can explain it to Janet’s mother.” I pulled out my cell phone. Janet.