I began playing around with his cock,he was not circumcised, I pulled the skin up and down. I could easily jack it with two fingers as it wasn’t ver...y thick. His pee hole was tiny and the skin under it was thin. As I was shagging his cock I pulled up my nightie and slowly pulled down my panties. My pussy was pretty wet of the idea of a young cock in my hand. I felt dirty and luscious. And as if daring myself I did another sinful act.I pushed the head of his cock into my ass. I let out a slight. I felt almost like a fairy tale princess, with my skirt draped over my prince’s steed. I wrapped my arms around Aidan’s waist, and off we went. While we trotted across the fields, I became aware of how beautiful the day was. Although there was still a bit of chill to the air, the sun was warm enough to stave off the worst of it. The trees were decked in brilliant colors of gold and red, spilling their bounty to the earth in shining clouds. I began to feel that little else could make this day. My wife had collapsed with her ass still in the air. She was totally exhausted, but still horny. Then Bernard grabbed her hips and made Ana get on all fours.He placed the head of his cock against her wet hole and almost immediately my sensual wife pushed back against it. The black bastard retreated with her push. I saw she bit her lip in anticipation as she felt the tip of that huge black cock stretching her tight cunt. I knew it had to hurt a little; but Ana soon was moaning with. "Fine," she said, "but then after I might want something tastier."The rest, as they say, is history. We ended up chatting at the bar most of the night while people drank, partied and fucked around us. We shared similar interests in movies, music and TV and happily debated the finer points of sci-fi universes, British versus US punk music and sexual positions. In the end, we only lightly made out in the bar, my hand down the front of her jeans playing with her wet, shaved pussy as she leaned.