Most women he spoke to on this matter would now ask "What you on?" Or they would pretend not to have heard anything. He was more anxious than he shoul...d be. Why should he care what Vivienne thought about the Quentin she had just met? Not all Quentins were especially kind to him for the moment of his residency. He had several times suffered venereal disease, war wounds, and an uncomfortably generous waistline."Yes. It's fascinating," said Vivienne, puffing smoke from her cigarette and running a. She spun when she reached the bed and sat back on it. She spread her legs wide, heels clicking as she braced on the hardwood floor. The g-string had not only split the back of her, but had begun to crease her pussy lips, revealing a slight bulge to either side. She pulled again at her spare underwear and let out a slight moan. “Naked, now.” She pointed at me. I stood just in the doorway and began to take my clothes off. As I did, she pulled her panties to the side, showing her already wet. Her pics are on my profile. We had lives together 6 years before we were married and she had told me she had fucked black men before we had met and I think a couple after. The thought of her taking a big black cock in her tight little white pussy has always turned me on. This is what I fantasize that happened on our wedding night. I had made a deal with her that if we got married she could fuck all the black guys she wanted as long as I got to watch. She suggested a black guy she worked with. However, before we launch it as a product in the catalogue we need to get some feedback from our target consumers.”They were still fondling and playing with the toys when the sound of the front door was heard. “Hi Mom, I’m home.” It was Chloe back from her session in the school gym practicing dance in preparation for auditioning for the high school cheerleaders.“Hi Honey, I’m in here and Janice is here with me.”Chloe came through into the lounge with her best friend Megan in tow. She came over.