We were closer because of it. I eased from his embrace but held tight to his hand. ‘Well, how does it look?’ I asked. Matt glanced around the room..., ignoring the fact that he’d seen it dozens of times. He pulled me with him to the crib. With his other hand, he punched bumper pads as if he were checking the tires on a new car. He patted the edges of the homemade quilt, tracing along a letter ‘J’ that I’d cross-stitched on the front. He released my hand and wound up the mechanism on the baby-soft. What I saw was your huge black cock stretching my wife's pussy to the max. I could do nothing but jack my disk to this wonderful sight. I heard you tell her that you love her married white pussy and she telling you she loves your BBC as well. The sounds I heard coming from her that night were a****listic and sounds I have never heard come from her before. I counted 3 times as she hollowed out OMG I'm cumming again!I watched as your muscular black ass moving up and down as I watched you drive. I start sucking him, while rubbing my tongue along the shaft and playing with his balls when I feel him shoot his cum into my mouth. I keep my mouth on his hard dick letting it fill my mouth as I swallow every bit of him. I rise back up with some cum dripping out of my mouth and I smile at him as I wipe it off with my finger and suck the last drops of him. He then pulls off the next exit and goes down some old dirt road. He jumps out of the truck and comes around and opens my doors and I get. It was sick and twisted, I know, but every time I laid eyes on their soft, smooth and delicate knickers, I was unable to stop myself. I would fondle them, rub them against my face, smell their wonderful scent, and even masturbate with them. I was always ashamed of myself afterwards and I’d promise never to do it again. But I would, and I did. I was sixteen when my Sister caught me in the act. I didn’t realise it at the time. She only told me about it afterwards - after she set me up..