With his help I could work about half of it down my throat. Finally the time I had longed for arrived. He lay me back and suspended himself over my ...tiny body (see previous story for more about me). He pressed the head of his hot, big black cock against my tight white pussy and held it there. I could feel it throbbing against the wet entrance of my pussy; but its heat covered not only my tiny slit, but all around my lips – it felt like it dominated my whole groin. How was I ever going to. Over the years I had wired the house with special outlets so that all I had to do was throw a couple of switches and I would have my refrigerator, furnace, television, and a few lights still working. It wasn’t really necessary but I had also installed shutters that really worked. They weren’t just a decoration on my house. So I went around and buttoned down the hatches as they say. I checked my flashlights, filled some jugs with water, and even filled the bathtub incase I had to flush the. I moaned around the thick hunk of flesh in my throat as Julie poured lube over my puckered asshole. I knew what was coming and I wanted it. I was no stranger to my beautiful wife fucking my ass with her strapon. Julie rubbed the slick head of her girl cock over my asshole as the stranger continued to fuck my mouth with long languid strokes. I relaxed my sphincter as she pressed her sexy hips forward and the head of her strapon penetrated my ass. A combination of pain and pleasure filled my body. He brought out the meal for the both of us and saw him smile when he niftily turned down the lights to a romantic dimness. Setting the plates down, he whipped out a trio of long candles from his back pocket and I gasped, surprised by his thoughtfulness. I felt a wave, a surge even, of emotion rush through me as he sat down. So many things seemed to swish around my mind, bringing me to tears. Silent tears rolled down my cheeks, leaving shiny wet trails. Those were followed by as few more and I.