He pulled out and whispered into her ear. She rolled over onto her back and lifted each of her legs up back behind her head.Her black lover then order...ed me to get over and taste my wife…I hesitated for some seconds, but finally crawled over to the bed and got down next to Anita’s pussy. It was red and swollen and was leaking a generous amount of salty semen.Suddenly I felt Pete pushing the back of my head into her pussy.I just went for it. I slurped and swallowed his cum.As my wife’s pussy was. Hard. I love being fucked doggystyle, but sometimes a gurl needs to be on top. I need to set the pace sometimes.I clambered over his lap and positioned my little ass over his now fully stiff manhood. His big hands clamped onto either side of my ribs and I reached back and slowly inserted him inside me. It didn't go as I wanted; I didn't set the pace. He was relentless as soon as he was tightly in my ass, he pounded upwards, making me scream in pain and pleasure, each thrust he went slightly. My lips parted slowly, then my teeth and finally my mouth opened enough for his tongue to visit. I responded in kind. And yet it wasn't that battle or duel of tongues that had occurred with the first young man who had gotten to sample my nipples. Rather it was as if our tongues were passers-by, meeting each other on the street and politely introducing themselves to each other.I reflected on that. My guess was that Mike was experienced at sex, was sure of himself and knew where it would all end.. ‘Ssshh. I promise you’ll love this one. Why does he get all the favors? I want some too.’ There was a muffled shout. That sounded like Steve, I thought. But who was he talking to? Then I remembered. Liv! OH FUCK! I pulled out my knife and turned the corner and gasped. Steve had a hand over Liv’s mouth and was unzipping his pants. She had a look of horror on her face as she struggled. My shock was instantly replaced by rage. That motherfucker! I thought. ‘HEY!’ I screamed, charging at Steve. I.