Smack he slapped me again across my now very slippery ass and pulled whatever that was out of my pussy."You don't move unless I tell you to. Now you'r...e getting punished." He said as he grabbed my head and turned it to the side.I felt something wet on my lips and opened my mouth to suck his dick. Instead I could taste lube and something else and this wasn't his dick. He had bought a small dildo and now was making me suck it, tasting my own juices. After the shock wore off I realized this torture. I was a married man for a long time. Buying sex ... I just don't know." Are you saying you were once married, but not now?"I nod. "I'm not trying to hone any knives." So what happened?" Nothing sudden, nothing dramatic. My wife and I, we just drifted apart. Maggie lost interest in me. She had her own career and some other guys she preferred to spend time with, and it got to a point where I didn't want to push the issue. In the end she hired a very aggressive lawyer who accused me of all sorts. They kissed and she felt his hands sliding from her sides to her breasts over the covers. She knew she wanted him on the other side of the bed clothes in with her, in her. Her eyes opened as the realization hit her, her body craved his. Her breasts felt hotter than ever and she realized her nipples really hadn’t gone down since she woke but now they radiated heat. Her stomach fluttered as the sensations rushed back and forth to her crotch. She mewled a desirous hum against his lips. He. I assured her that he was OK and that he was the cashier from the store outside the theater. The black man took out his cock from his pants and it stood up very large and tall. He took Z’s hand and guided it to his cock. It was the first time she had ever felt a black man’s cock. She thought it was so beautiful. The most beautiful, exciting erotic sight she had ever seen. It felt so good in her hand, like warm silk over a rigid pole. He kissed her and bent her head.