However this Saturday was going to be a bit different. You see, Marissa was getting ready for our first threesome in some time. About three works ago ...we met Jorge on line through on of the online ad sites that we joined. We started corresponding and finally agreed to meet. We arrived about fifteen minutes early at the restaurant which gave us enough time to get settled, run through last minute issues, and go through our plan for the evening. Jorge arrived smartly dressed with a single red rose. ”I break away from our kiss and retake her hand in mine. We practically run across the bridge to the far side and just a few feet after the bridge, we slip off the trail and walk deeper into the forest away from prying eyes. I twist her around a tree and push her back against it. My mouth presses harder against hers, she exhales sharply into my mouth with a surprised little gasp. Her hands wrap backward around the tree, pressing her breasts hard against me. My mouth moves over her lips,. Unthinkingly, I agreed to let him bring some wine to my cabin that night. When he arrived I barely had time to pour the wine before I felt his first furtative touches. When I did not resist he began boldly caressing me. The black's youth impudence blinded me to my vulnerable position. Almost before I knew it he had me partly disrobed and submitting to his lewd advances. I know it sounds unbelievable that a conventional married white woman could permit such intimacies,but, in truth, the black's. She opened her clothes and loosened her hair bun. Straight, black hair unravelled itself and cascaded down to her lower back.From her smell, it appeared that she had bathed using a creamy soap and neem shampoo. I was intoxicated by her youthful energy, which lasted 10 minutes. Finally, she squirted.She was a good sport, though and finished me even after climaxing. For a minute, I thought she didn’t know how to give head because she was sucking my nut sack. But I was corrected when she twisted.