I sat up to find Willy fucking her date on the hood of my car. He was on his back and she was just bouncing up and down on his cock to beat the band, ...staring at me through the windshield.“Would you look at this shit!” I said to no one.However, Samantha answered, “The nerve of people. Fucking on the hood of a strangers car.”“That’s not a stranger. That’s my wife.”“Your wife!?” Samantha exclaimed.“Yes.”I sat up, put the key in the ignition and started the car, slammed it in reverse and floored. I fingered Rose, and she sighed more and more intensive. I put my forefinger to her asshole, but she grab my hand.-Wait for that Honey! Keep this for later. I gave a last kiss to her clit, and lay down next o Rose. She knew without words, what to do. She sat up, lick trough my stick and started sucking it slowly. She sucked is weakly and strongly. Her technique was amazing! When she suck enough, Rose started licking my balls. Last time she used only her hands, but this time deployed her tongue. Nothing would happen but she had to know the desire was there. Then it was about a week after her latest divorce when we both stayed up late watching TV with her on the couch and me on the floor. After she went to sleep, I turned off the TV and lights and tried to go to sleep. But before I could, I took one last look around the room and saw that one of her plump boobs had fallen out of her gown. There is was. I had dreamed of her perfect breasts so many nights before. Not surprisingly at all,. “Oh yes. My sweet baby girl is going to get her brains fucked out. Now!” he hisses. He then flings me forward over the chair. Holding my hips he begins thrusting into my ass. It’s absolutely wonderful from the very beginning. He sets a steady pace, pounding me hard and deep. I’m suddenly just a rag doll moaning and crying out as he drills my ass. He’s groaning and chatting away with a series of insults and humiliating comments. “Sweet baby girl white sissy slut’s going to beg for my big black.