I knew my sensual babe loved to be a whore for them.During the last six months, that bastard Jamal had sent regularly a couple of black buddies to our... home. Those niggers just used to get naked in our main bedroom and fuck the brains out from my slutty wife…Most of the times, those bastards did not want me to watch; so I just listened to my sensual wife’s cries from outside…I found out that, if a full week went by and Ana had not got fucked by a black cock, she could become extremely irritable.. Her bare stomach and deep navel, accentuated by the saree worn low, looked extremely erotic. They looked down at her and moved in like three wolves closing in on a doe asleep in the forest. Ajay went down on his knees near her feet and slowly lifted her saree up to her waist. Her soft fair thighs came into view with the flimsy black panty nestling between them. He stroked her thighs and spread them apart and placed his palm on her panty clad pussy. Deep had, in the meantime unbuttoned her. The legs locking his head prevented him from moving.“Kick him some more!”“Who’s next?”Craig was kicked again. And again. Some kicks were more accurate than others. Sometimes a woman’s toes hit his balls. Sometimes a woman’s arched foot hit his balls. Sometimes there was a soccer-style kick from the side. But all of the kicks were devastating. His balls throbbed and burned and he kept feeling like he was going to throw up. “Get him on his feet again.”“I want to finish him off when he’s. He snapped upthe ball expertly with his glove and fired to first; just in time. Thefirst base umpire yanked his right arm up in an arc indicating that therunner was out. We all just stood there. Watching, waiting for what wehoped would be the last batter of the game. Sam went into his windup and threw his fast-ball. It still had a fairamount of pop to it. "Strike One!" The umpire exhorted. Just two morestrikes and Sam had his perfect game. I felt as nervous for him as hemust have felt for.