The talk was erotic, and it was the truth. She was going to have a great sex life and at times I was going to be a whore. We could see the happiness i...n each other eyes.“My loving husband,” she began after a brief pause. “Care to finish what you began?”“My beautiful wife, I'd love nothing more than to bring you to ecstasy.”She smiled down at me, laid her head back and gave a slight thrust of her pubic mound.Again I put a lip-lock on her love button and quickly brought her to satisfaction. After. The poor dear, there was no way she could take all that cock even if she wanted to... which I began to suspect she did. But I have to admit that it looked like she was begging him to stop. These big black horny guys just laughed when they heard Marcia scream. Instinctively, I felt my legs tremble. The guy behind me was pushing the thin strip of my thong aside and pressing his penis against me. I was hoping to hell that I'd open up the best I could. His cockhead felt big but luckily it didn't. "I know what we said Sweet Jen and I'm not being dramatic, strangely enough I'm not even jealous, I've just watched something beautiful and later on I'd like to be part of it, but right now you two need a little bit of time together, I'm going for a beer or two, phone me when --, well you know, just phone me!" I love you Danny" she whispered, "You can't even begin to know how much I love you!"Karen's lips brushed my sister's cheek and then moved on to touch my lips, her hand stroked my cheek as. And here he was saying he 'dabbled?' She was beginning to think that dabbling paid better than working for a living, at least if this was any indication."What this dump? With its chrome appliances? And stellar view? Did I mention the satellite TV? No? Hmm, well, anyway, like I said, I dabble. I have sold a couple of books, I trade favors with those that have something I need and might not be able to pay for in the normal method and when things get really tight, I actually work for a living. I.