I called our new bull that very night and offered him the chance to bed Sandra that weekend. After unpacking the box Sandra held the silky dress against herself in the bedroom mirror. Giving him the good news in the kitchen as my wife changed upstairs. Hearing him excited me and almost speechless I asked if he could take her out on a date beforehand. Something that in those early days, was a long way from the truth. To be honest Id never thought of black men seeing white women as an issue. In the stories Id read the men where always well hung and seemed to enjoy using white women in some sort of racial gratification. He asked if my wife had been blacked before and that I send him some photos. I sent the bikini picture of my wife out several times.
At a little over 5,7 her figure is delightful and curvy with a trim waist and flowing hips. Whenever we went out together I would encourage her to dress provocatively.
Being well spoken and only makes the black cock even harder.
A Christmas party was the first time I ever got her to dress like a whore. I knew my wife would go to bed with another man for me and the notion was driving me on. Questions as far ranging as whether I would let her fuck without birth control to how we had come to this point in our relationship.
He was of Algerian decent and I put him at late 30s. Hasim added that he had printed out the bikini picture I had sent and had it stood next to his computer. That hed had sex with over 10 white women, many married and could satisfy Sandra in ways I never could.
On another he said how lucky and undeserving I was to have such a great wife and mother and how much he would enjoy fucking her in front of me. To be honest I wondered what she would have thought of much of it and to make it easier I took her out for dinner.