After that first encounter, I knew Rod would be back for more. As hyper-hetero and married as he was, or portrayed himself in his emails, he was sexua...lly repressed. I know. I'm married and repressed, a proud cuckold to my playful wife (who enjoys fucking other men). I never complained, but inside I wanted men, as well as women, and black men more than anyone or anything else in the world. Rod released more than his mountainous cock and cum inside of my throat that first night. He awakened in me. But of course I went. This was another huge mistake in my life. I took all those basic stupid courses that everyone needs to take the first year and wound up going into accounting my second year. While I suppose I had more freedom at college, I wasn't sure what to do with it. I still didn't want to date but at least since I was away from my family there wasn't the constant pressure to have a boyfriend. I remember doing a lot of walking back then. Whenever I wasn't in class (and sometimes when I. Smooth long legs, great ass under her daisy duke jean shorts. She wore a tight white tank top, with her small pink bikini top showing through. She spun and posed, sticking out her chest as she did, probably a 32b cup if I had to guess, the largest set here. Her body was fairly tanned, her shoulder length strawberry blonde hair was trimmed well, making her look older. She had the most beautiful vivid emerald eyes that drew anyone in. And freckles throughout her entire body. "Hi, I'm Jessica,". "I almost laughed out loud at the look on Kent's face. His mouth was wide open. He was staring at Piper as if he'd never seen a naked female before.Kent and Sandra looked around the room at Piper, then Trey, Craig and finally me. We were all struggling to keep a straight face. Before Sandra came to her senses I nodded towards my daughter and asked, "Doesn't that look a lot more comfortable?"I turned my back on Trey and asked, "Would you give me a hand, baby?"They watched Trey make quick work of.