When her language became a little too risqué the microphone moved on while she smoothed her body up and down the fat mans’ belly. For a fleeting m...oment Jim imagined them naked and cringed. Everyone was led off stage to a round of relieved applause. In the corridor his victims queued outside his small dressing room waiting in turn to be released. He was ensuring they were well and was just short of asking them to sign a release form. The three of them squeezed into the dressing room and the man. "I can't believe this is happening!" I think to myself. It's a 40 minute drive back home, so I am stuck listening to these black men having their way with my beautiful blond wife. 12 minutes pass by and Gina puts her left leg on my shoulder. As I am driving I am feeling the passion she is having. I see Jacob feeding her his BBC, while Rasha is licking her beautiful titts. I start to lick her toes as this is happening. What a cuck I am, no? They get my woman's body, and I get her toes. 30. Imagine the reverent first touch of a man’s fingers to your face, fingers roughened in a single desperate search to find and capture you. Then his fingers weave through your hair as he trembles in his overwhelming desire for you, his urgent need to touch you, yes and take you and yet, he pauses, only touching your hair, enthralled in the simple blink of your eye.He swallows, fighting his deepest yearning to watch your breasts rise and fall with each progressive breath. Studying their curves he. She started kissing me. Again, her hands were all over me. She really just couldn’t keep her hands off the abs. This time her hand was wandering down over my ass too. I think she was liking that just as much.Slowly she took my hand and pulled it up to her chest. She said “You know, I really don’t mind if you wanna touch. I kinda liked what we were doing at your party”. I immediately started fondling her breasts. I was squeezing and teasing. She was letting out soft little moans with every.