I never thought my hubby would let a black man have sex with me,since I thought he was insecure about larger men.I then looked at my hubby, who then s...aid, "Since Hank is such a goodfriend to me, it will be okay if Hank is your first black guy, babe. Itrusted Hank." My hubby then told Hank that for the night, I'm his `slave'to do whatever he wants with me, and to act out any fantasy with me tofulfill his Asian woman desires.Kevin, who was on the verge of passing out, woke up immediately andasked. There was a no-nonsense look in her dark brown eyes that sent a cold chill coursing down my spine."If I have to tell you a second time," she said, "I'm going to whip you in front of Karl and then I'll make you beg for the pleasure of sucking his cock. I might even let him cum in your mouth."The threat worked, and I begrudgingly placed my lips to her lover's penis and kissed it tenderly on the head as one would a newborn child."Now open your mouth nice and wide," she said.I did.Karl stepped. She was so ashamed. The combination of heat from the fire and wine made her pussy tremble. She heard the blizzard blowing outside and could only imagine what Phil had in store for her. Her body didn't care; it wanted the old man more than ever. How her life had changed. She was an executive at a major bank, a perfect mother and wife. Her mind raced back to when she first tasted cum; how she couldn't get enough of it. How she teased men online, how she was blackmailed by an employee at the Gap,. I knew it wouldn’t be enough. We didn’t get as far as the bedroom. Alan steered me to the drawing room couch, sat on the floor in front of me and said, ‘Let me see.’It was a familiar ritual which I happily indulged, knowing that it always brought Alan to the hardest of erections and the fiercest of needs. I stood, shed my skirt and resumed my place, legs now wide apart. I was wearing black knickers, suspender belt and stockings. Alan already had his penis in his hand when I slid my fingers.