That urban social setting allowed me to meet Malin, the beautiful woman who would become my wife. After dating for a year, we knew that we wanted to s...pend the rest of our lives together. We both wanted children and felt that it would be better to raise our kids in the suburbs. So after our wedding we moved to the Houston suburbs to start our family.We were fortunate to find a nice home in a middle-class neighborhood. It is on a cul-de-sac, and as it turned out most of our neighbors are roughly. He was a big, broad shouldered, athletic looking guy with a flat top crew cut. "Not usually my type", I thought, "but let's wait and see". As he got closer, I could tell he was looking at me, too. In fact, he was staring, almost like he was mad, but I couldn't tell. I wondered with increasing trepidation if this was one of those guys who derives satisfaction from beatin' the shit out of faggots - and here I am in a nice private spot in the woods. As he got to about 50 feet away, I called out. She felt my cock, looked at me, then my laptop. "I bet I can guess what you were doing before I came in!" she teased. She opened my laptop and saw the tight pussy being speared by the massive cock. "Sorry baby I was just bored and I-" Kelly put a finger to my lips. "Shhh. I think it's sexy," she whispered. "Really?" "Yeah, I think in gonna watch it with you," she said with a wink. She played the video and leaned back on my chest. She laid her hand on top of my cock and asked me if I liked. "Oh my God," I thought to myself. I'd read stories of this sort of thing, but surely they weren't true, and yet here it was actually happening. How many men now - it was four wasn't it, my brain tried to determine through the tumult of thoughts that were swirling about.These thoughts were brought to an abrupt halt by the guy who was fucking my mouth, suddenly grasping my head and nearly choking me with his cock which he pushed right to my throat as it gushed it's tacky cum in copious.