And added to the beautiful sight was the sounds of my wife's moans and her slurpping sounds as Sam fucked her mouth. "Suck it, slut. Suck my big black... pole you white bitch." My wife continued to moan as Sam pushed his big black cock into her mouth and then pulled out until just the head was in her mouth, then pushed it in until his balls slapped her chin. The whole time she continued to grab his ass cheeks. I could see her fingers digging into his flesh as she tried to pull him further into her. The cool air against my wet skin felt good. I hadn’t noticed the wedge of house light spreading across the yard from the open kitchen door.“They’ve all gone to the pub,” she said, nonchalantly.I panicked! My hands instantly left my cheerful cock, then just as quickly returned trying to cover myself. I wanted to shout at her, but nothing would come out.“I’m Sally, Tommy’s daughter,” her voice never faltered, as if talking to a naked man was an everyday occurrence. “You’re Silent Billy aren’t. As I finally reach your honey pot, I just bury my face tight into your pussy, reach around, and grab your ass pulling you tight to my mouth. Your hips start bucking and start rising off the bed in anticipation. I slowly start to unfasten your jeans and start sliding them down your hips and I am pleasantly surprised to find out that you went commando for me and chose not to wear any panties. That explained why the crotch of your jeans were soaking wet from your juices, and why I could taste your. Although he wasn't in a position to fire me, he could still give me a hard time.At home I grabbed my mail and threw it on the table to deal with later. It was already getting dark and I was famished. After dinner I went to my bedroom to undress for my shower. I began to unbutton my blouse when I looked up and spotted Ponti watching me from his window. "Christ" I said, " doesn't this k** have a life?"Still I had to admit I was flattered by his infatuation. I knew he was just a k**, though of.