Heaven help me, honey, but I began to fantasize about you being alone in the mountains for a week at a time with those two men and fucking them. I kno...w that black men and some Latinos are rumored to have bigger than average-sized cocks, and you even told me about two of those boys of color that you fucked that have big cocks." I can’t seem to get the vision of that happening out of my mind. I even went online during this last week when you were gone and read a few stories about cuckold couples.. I see Gastone in the crowd. He smiles his secret smile, which I will come to know well. Now the dance is over, and I sense that something is going to happen, and quickly. Giulia is taking me by the hand and leading me away from the terrace and across the grass. I imagine that we are going to the old chapel again, but we are taking a different direction.I suddenly remember Gastone's card in my pocket. The words are in Italian, but I don't understand them. 'Sto per sborrarti in faccia.'I show. It slipped in through the folds of her tight pussy as she continued to lower herself upon me, using the weight of her body to squeeze it in as deep as it would go.It felt good to be inside her and I gave her a caress across her chest and belly as a gesture of appreciation.“Hmm…” she said, and then took one of my hands and placed it on her waist, continuing to gently hold onto it. With the other she supported herself against my chest and started rising and sinking slowly around my cock. Her dark. "Stef, lie back like mom is doing? I'd like to see you side-by-side?" I asked.She took off her socks and then did as I asked. I heard her giggle as she did.I just looked them over for a while like comparing an original work of art to a fantastic duplicate."What is it honey?" mom asked."Except for your breasts being bigger and your hip having more to grab hold of, I am looking at the best looking two women I've ever seen before. Pay attention Stef, because after I fuck mom it's your turn."That.