She slid from the bed to find her night gown and wondered what was taking Angelica and her husband so long, though she had to admit the wait had been ...most pleasurable. As she turned back to the bed, she saw Lord Carrington step out of the shadows. He had been in the room, watching, the entire time. She flushed, her heart raced as she could feel the cold fingers of terror run down her spine. She had no words, she had no excuse, she stammered and cringed as he walked slowly towards her. She could. My lovely wife smiled and asked me if I was going to let her try to be fucked by that black man…Anita then made a rapid movement under the table and took off her cotton thong, spreading a little bit her legs; thus she was showing her shaved mound in the waiter direction…A while later, this black man called Eduardo, came again to our table with a tray of glasses. He had now a really huge erection. Ana reached out and she touched softly this hard dick with her fingers…Eduardo leant on my wife and. So was Jim. It was a hot day and with no air conditioning in the small metal box, the heat was intense.“I’m sorry for going on so much,” she said. “But if I’m talking then I’m not thinking about the mess we’re in. How long has it been now?”Jim looked at his watch. “Only forty minutes. We could be here for another three hours.”“Do you have anything to drink? I’m parched.”“I’ve got some water.” He crawled across the floor and opened his toolbox to retrieve a large bottle of mineral water.“What’s. Then the feel of him pressing himself ever so lightly against my opening. “Are you ready slut?” he spurred. “Yes sir!” i said as he cut me short and countered “call me daddy.” As he spoke these words i whimpered as i felt the eroticism rise even higher in me and i arched my back for him, and pushed back to meet him. I could feel the tip beginning to immerse itself inside me as i replied softly “yes daddy”. With him only partly inside he lowered himself down on top of me with one hand gripping.