One reason I never preferred hookers or prostitutes was that I was told by friends that they would get irritated and annoyed if we try to have actual ...intercourse with them for prolonged time periods like 1 hour or more. Enough of Gyan. I shall come to my latest sex episode and request all the readers to pardon me if there are any grammatical mistakes. This sex story is not a fantasy but a very real one and a bit longer one so please bear with me.Recently my wife gave birth to baby girl and I. Leaning down he kissed her, she tasted like alcohol... not the most pleasant taste in the world but he had wanted to kiss her before getting started. Running his hands over her naked body, he caressed her breasts, pinching on the pink nipples and squeezing her globes; watching ivory flesh spill out between his black fingers. Her shaved pink pussy was the best part though, he opened up the folds and blew gently on the heated flesh, listening to her moan."Mmm... where's your big black cock.... She was stunned at Justin's revelation, and only wished she'd known sooner. The guilt and stress that had been eating away at her could all have been avoided. So it was that instead of a screaming match, or Justin packing his things, they ended up in bed, talking and—at Justin's prodding—watching porn together. The kind that Kelly now knew they both liked, showing women being fucked in all holes by multiple men, their bodies and faces covered in cum. Kelly felt the familiar tingling in her. I sigh and start to swear softly again, I take out my cellular phone, dial the number and push the dial button. She picks up after a few short rings“Cynthia hello?”“Cynthia, its Steve”“Oh hello Steve, so nice of you to callI grit my teeth as she purrs in my ear“You said I must call you?”“Oh all business I see, well you know where to find me, come on over and we can discuss the terms of our negotiation”I grumble angrily as she ends the call, I get in my car and drive to Wendy’s street, I park.