Grasping my wife's supple buttocks by the thick, he spread her cheeks wide. Dark eyes roved over tender flesh, appraising private parts never before c...asually exposed for a black man's perfunctory inspection.Tyrone pursed his lips and blew a jet of cool air about her sphincter. As it clenched up tight to the titillation of the cool breeze she swayed her lower back for him, and then I saw her button tighten up again from the display and teasing.Tyrone stuck a finger in his mouth, lubricated it. .."How long Jay, longer than this..?"Jay squirmed and oozed forth a little clear fluid making Becki's wanking more slippery. She tightened her grip but kept her pace..."Well Jay..?" she insisted "Is his cock longer than yours..?"Jay gasped... "Yes alright, it's longer than mine..."Becki bit her lip and smiled wickedly..."How much longer Jay..?" she demanded as she quickened her stroking to increase his torment..."Oh god..." Jay's body twisted and trembled..."A lot longer, I've never seen. His eyes bulged and I smiled real big.We finally chose a drill and saw blades and walked towards the main aisle. When we passed the k**, he bent over to pick up a box and I gave his butt a little tap. When I rounded the corner, He was squatting, staring at me with a big grin. My husband said he needed to find a few more things and find someone to get the wood. So I walked around some more alone. But found myself going straight back to the k**. We talked a little, about how hard he worked, his. Now Aunty Betty, a teacher herself, was no stranger to disciplining girls of all ages and her strictness was not confined to her professional life. Her daughter Amanda was subject to very strict rules of conduct even at age 19. These included no makeup, and very modest dress and of course no smoking. On the first day of my visit we were rather reckless, breaking all three rules and unfortunately being caught by a very vigilante Aunty Betty. The obvious result was a well deserved thrashing for.