1. African customs Part II


    Date: 1/13/2016, Categories: Fetish, Hardcore, Interracial Sex, Author: whitewifeneedsbbc, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    was more than that,&#034 I insisted. &#034He was telling me he's keeping my compact as a souvenir but that he's put a packet containing twice as much coke in my case instead. It was what he had planted in there before he discovered we had provided our own d**gs,&#034 Anne admitted, seeming almost amused by his subterfuge. I clenched my teeth in frustrated anger but I was puzzled how he had managed that because, from the moment he had unlocked the case, I had been watching him like a hawk. Then I realized that it had to be during the distraction while that G-string was whirling through the air. &#034And he said his name is Karume.&#034 &#034Did he ask if you enjoyed it?&#034 &#034Yes.&#034 &#034What did you say?&#034 &#034I told him that I had,&#034 &#034Why the fuck did you say that?&#034 &#034Because it made sense to keep feeding his ego until we were both safely away from that office,&#034 Anne replied impatiently, as if it should have been obvious. We rode to our holiday complete in silence, sitting at opposite ends of the back seat, I with my jacket folded on my lap. I did not want to say anything in front of the driver and although I had plenty of issues on my mind, that was not the place to voice them. Just before being dropped off by the police car, I checked the front the front of my trousers and was relieved to find that the damp patch was now barely noticeable. We got up to the top floor apartment and dropped our cases, upon which Anne stood as if expecting me to ...
    run forward and embrace her. When I failed to move she smiled at me and said happily, &#034At least that's over, we're not in prison and we still have the whole holiday to look forward to.&#034 My mind was racing! I was angry at the assault upon her, angry that I was unable to protect her, angry that we had no recourse but to submit to an African Officer moments after we landed in his country, angry that my wife so enjoyed her abuse that she orgasmed multiple times, angry at myself for my arousal of the assault on her and finally, hidden deep was my anger that I did not possess, and never would, a masculine tool that could so fill, dominate and pleasure my Ann. Seething from all this anger, &#034If you say so,&#034I snarled, glaring at her. Anne's face dropped. &#034Darling, I know it wasn't very nice for you to have to watch what happened and I know we have to talk about it but it's not the end of the world you know.&#034 &#034Not nice for me but quite the opposite for you or that's how it looked to me.&#034 &#034I only did what I had to.&#034 &#034Played the whore you mean. It amazed me how easily you slipped into the role.&#034 My wife looked surprised rather than hurt by my words. &#034What specifically did I do that makes you say that?&#034 &#034I could just talk about your enthusiasm, but being specific, all the times you have sucked me over the years you've never done all the things to me that you did to him.&#034 &#034Perhaps that's because he had more for me to work ...
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