Well do you remember when we would have sex and we talked about me fucking a black guy? How it turned us on, yeah I remember but you finally got your ...way didnt you, I replied. Then she said, youre right but do you remember how much it would to turn us both on when we talked about the risk of me getting black pregnant, having a black baby? Sure I remember but that was just a fantasy of ours wasnt it? She said yes it was a fantasy for you Wayne not for me, the more I thought about it, getting. Pulling his cock out of her never crossed his mind. He just came inside of her without asking and said “Damn you got some good pussy bitch.” The other two discussed which was going next for a brief minute and then one of them dragged her up further onto the bed and straddled her putting her legs up around her head. He talked to her the whole time he was fucking her asking her how much she liked it, and then he said something that cut me to the quick. He said “you know your husband ain’t fucking. " Mary grinned and increased the pressure.This time, the man moaned even louder, but said, "Josh Green. My name is Josh Green." Ah, that's a lot better. Okay, Honey, ease off until he gets stubborn again." That set the pattern for us to extract a lot of information from Mr. Green. We got a string of names and addresses, and I believed most of them because Mary was putting a lot of pressure on his balls.We had invested about an hour in questioning Green, and he was reduced to crying as he. Par main hairan thi ke mujhe uske sharir ka tanik bhi bhar mehsus nahin ho raha tha. Ek aurat kya kya utha sakti hai! Usne mujhe phirse chumna aur chusna shuru kiya. Mere hothon ko, mere gale ko, mere kandhon ko, mere boobs ko chuma aur chusa. Apne hathon se woh mere poore bahdan ko sehla raha tha. Meri kamar ki sides se haathon se mere shareer ko masalta hue, meri bahon ko sehlata hue, mere hathon ko pakad liya aur mujhe chumne laga. Phir apne hothon ko mere shareer par daudate hue ek baar.