I was curious; however, as to why I saw manymore white women with black men than the other wayaround.By the time I was twenty-five, I was married to a...professional soldier older than myself. I had beenattracted to him because he seemed so much more maturethan the guys I dated in college, and he was alreadyfinancially established. For the most part, I had agood life. We lived in an upscale neighborhood. I drovea Mustang convertible. After ten years of marriage, he started saying hewanted to see. And not just plucked by anyone, plucked by the gorgeous and rather superbly hung Daryl.”I blushed eight shades of red. Charlotte might have become a good friend, but still, I felt deeply embarrassed by her words. I’d been stupid enough to think that in our little suburban community of McMansions that our little secret would remain just that – a secret. But just three days after Dave and I dipped our toes in the swinging scene, word had spread enough that our friend Charlotte was grinning like a. Roberta tried to evade this intruder to no avail. Onher knees, hands cuffed behind her back, she could only struggle asTrixie held her head firmly. Trixie didn't get this pleasure often andshe seemed to pace herself and make the moment last. Brenda and Mwatched fascinated, blowing a constant stream of smoke toward haplessRoberta's face. Trixie's eyes were closed in ecstasy. It took overtwenty minutes before Trixie increased her pace and erupted deep intoRoberta's mouth, her pubes against. It took me about three minutes to cover the distance the lake and as I got near I could hear some youths laughing and I heard Fay cry out, I cam on the lads almost by surprise in the twilight and I hit them at full speed. when they fell flat into the lake.Fay was covered in mud and very wet and clung to me crying profusely just as a massive explosion rang out and I felt buckshot hit my rear end. Luckily I had Fay covered and I heard Fay shout out "No Grandma you have shot Tony."A very muddy.