I know that some of my acquaintances, when I started going with African men, criticized me by saying I was cheating and hurting my poor husband, but I... think I acted honestly and fairly when I informed Giacomo, my ex-husband, that I was dating an African boy. And you know what I told him? I told him I was so sorry but it made me feel so good, and did not want to stop seeing my African lover. He tried to convince me in every way to stop but he never was successful, as you know.”“However did. She was still hot and wanted Juan to fuck her good. He positioned the head of his prick against her well-lubricated pussy. It slid right in. He immediately gave her all of his stiff dick. He fucked the crap out of her for 15 minutes. He rubbed the nylons covering her ass while he filled her with his load of jism. Donna had another orgasm.Thursday afternoon Randy and Juan took Donna shopping. They helped her pick out 3 very short skirts, 2 pairs of high heels - mules, some red lipstick and K-Y. “God Mel, you're so wet,” she said, between my gasps. Her touch seemed subtle, deft, skillful when compared to some of the guys I’d been with. She knew where all of my sensitive, pressure points were because she had them too. “Another finger… fuck, another finger…” I said between gasps of air.She inserted a second digit into me and her thumb grazed my clit and I instantly exploded in orgasm.She quickly withdrew her hand and let me come back down and regain my senses. She slid close to me again. I get a dirty idea and turn to him, calling him by his name. He looks at the screen and his eyes widen. I stutter and say "Do that to me."I got on all fours on the bed with him approaching behind me. His cock was as hard as ever, I could feel it please against my tight, wet hole.He pushed and the head went right in, spreading my virgin bottom. I moan from the intensity, wanting to ask him to stop now, but it was to late; it entered me more and more until it was all the way in. I collapsed on.