My wife and I had discussed and tried several times to have another guy join us but it never quite worked out as we had thought it would have. Either ...we were interrupted, the other guy was to drunk to perform or there just was not the rite chemistry between my wife and the other male. Our first several attempts took place over about a 2 year period with a couple different friends of ours. The first friend of mine we tried twice with but he had drank to much before both times and couldn’t keep. Kenzie straddled Jeremy’s lap pushing her tits right into his face. ‘Suck them…Mmmm…Oh yeah, that feels good….’ Kenzie sat there for a while relishing the sensation of Jeremy’s mouth on her body. He seemed to know exactly what to do to make her moan. Dropping to her knees in front of him she rubbed her soapy body down over the length of him, until his cock slid into the valley between her breasts. She pressed them together with her hands as she moved her chest in a steady rhythm. The soap. The pimps are a****ls, but they are smart. The whole operation is run with a kind of military-style precision that's scarcely believable,some of the women are just outright k**napped. The most light-skinned and white girls will be shipped as far away as Cape Town after been brutilized and gang****d for months by the black pimps practice of sending her out to be a whore.They are trained to serve 50 negroes a day for the rest of their life.The pimps have honed their methods over at least three. He looked at me with the look like he lost something. His eyebrows were arched and he said, “I really am going to miss you, didi.” I was wearing a yellow suit with white leggings. My chunni was kept aside.It exposed my cleavage through the suit and Vivaan started at my boobs for a bit longer. It felt awkward and I slipped chunni over me. He said, “A lot has changed between us. Don’t you think?” I said, “Yes I know. But whatever happened between us never should have happened.”“It’s been a year.