We decided to do the Para-Sailing tour. When the boat came we swam out got in the boat and noticed 2 - 30 something black guys operating the boat and... hooking us up for our tour.We really didn't think anything of it until 1 of the guys jumped in to the water beside the boat to untangle a rope. When he climbed back in, we couldn't help but notice the huge cock hanging down underneath his now wet bathing suit. I looked over at my wife and her eyes were WIDE open and I noticed she could not take. She can't get turned on by his average cock and below-average skills.She could go to sleep, but she wants to be a good whore. She fakes all kinds of moans and pleasurable sounds as he gets what he paid for. He's been fucking her over a half-hour, and she figures that's about enough. She starts working her ass muscles to milk his cock.He only survives a few more strokes when she applies her milking technique. He lets out a few cave-man grunts and dumps his load into her ass. She lets him fuck. In those big city nights. In those high rolling hills. Above all the lights, with a passion that kills”I killed the engine and we ran to the house to raid the fridge. Mom and dad were out at the movies, but mom had left some pot roast in the oven for us making the whole house smell delicious. I grabbed some hot pads and lifted the pan out of the oven, quickly setting it on the stove top. When I lifted the lid off we both leaned over and breathed in and then hummed “mmmmmm” at the same time. We. Neither of us even touched my nest yet I couldn't help myself. The thought of him forcing his way into me -- into my rear -- made me so excited I orgasmed repeatedly. Oh, Brad, I'm so ashamed!" What are you most ashamed of, that you cheated on me, that you enjoyed being raped in the ass, or that the society rejected you? And don't lie to me Sondra -- our marriage depends on you're being honest!"Sondra tried to quickly analyze the choices to choose the one Brad wanted to hear, but was unable to.