I could not tell him now that I had never been with a man. With one hand, Erich was guiding himself to my opening. I spread my legs wide and tightened... my grip on his shoulders. Swiftly, he thrust into my depths and I cried out in pain. He withdrew partway, and I winced with discomfort. ‘Anna, have I hurt you?’ He whispered, between ragged breaths. ‘I should have said—you’re my first.’ I gasped. ‘Oh, my love, I didn’t know. I thought…never mind. I’ll make this as gentle as I can.’ I smiled up at. A while later I heard a car pulling into our driveway.Both black men came in and I said that my wife was waiting for them upstairs. They opened their eyes in surprise, as they saw me naked and with my thighs tied and closed.I locked the front door and went into the kitchen to fix some snacks.Just as I entered our bedroom, both guys were on the bed with my wife, each sucking hard her nipples.I stayed there, watching as my sensual wife worked both guys’ trousers down and pulled out their hard. She slammed a pie into Nichole pussy, stepped away and admired her work. Then impulsively and uncontrollably, she moved toward Nichole, getting her mouth closer and closer to those velvety pie covered lips. She was so close. She felt the warm breath. There was barely any space between them now and Katie’s heart was racing. The ache between her legs was unbearable and she knew she would need relief soon. Then it happened, their lips met. The passion, craving, and lust from these two pied. Washington know I'd be coming, and when I arrived around 10:30, she had decaf green tea waiting for me. Her side of the duplex was cool and comfortable in the heat of that humid July night. She warned me, however, that Dave's side might not be. "The air conditioner is funny, over on their side," she said. "Sometimes it'll work OK, but sometimes -- not so good. 'Compressor, I think... But it'll be a cold day in February before our landlord decides to fix it."Coretta Washington didn't seem to be.