You alone?"Sarah gulped and nodded. "I wanted my boyfriend to come, but he refused. You?" Same. Only with a fiancée."Sarah grinned and asked him wher...e he was sitting. He was due to be right behind the goals, but Sarah offered him Kevin's ticket which was near the half-way line and a far better view.Chris hesitated but Sarah was insistent. Normally Chris would happily have accepted, but it was not everyday that a knickerless beautiful girl, with large breasts, asks him to join her. He wondered. “Oh, yes!” she said emphatically. “This,” she said, “right here. You feel so good.” “Why?” I asked. “Because,” she moaned, moving her hips on me, “you’re not Jeremy. I love the feel of your cock filling me up.” “That’s it?” I pressed her. “You fuck me different. I like the difference.” “What’s different?” “The fullness, the feel,” she said, “The tempo, and even the foreplay. You do it differently and I love the difference. Aren’t I different from Tracy?” I grinned at her. “Yes, definitely,” I. Meanwhile the white husband lay naked at home in the marital bed with his tiny 4" cock pointed upwards as he stroked it with his all to familiar hand. The white wife's pussy was overflowing with her juices and the thinning seed of her black lover's first orgasm. The white husband's cock was slick with his own pre-cum and saliva.The black stranger had been fucking the white wife for over a half hour now. The huge black balls again were still filled with the seed that would soon be searching for. I was gently rubbing her clit through the sexy lace as she stoked the bulge of my cock through my shorts. I could feel her getting wetter through the sexy material and the feel of the lace and her lovely smooth snatch was just incredible. She was slowly unbuttoning my shorts and reached inside and started stroking my 7' dick . The warm day, outside just added extra intensity to the whole thing. I slipped her knickers to one side and slowly entered a finger inside her whilst the other still.