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As they sat in the back seat getting acquainted as I drove back to our house, I could tell that they were both turning on to each other. I could see his black face kissing my prim and proper Caucasian wife in the rear view mirror. And it was a long, passionate kiss like lovers intensely involved in foreplay getting ready for savage sexual contact. Adjusting the mirror downward, I saw his hand was already down inside the top of her dress on her breasts, having opened the front of her dress in that area. Minutes later my next glance noticed that they were still savagely French kissing but his hand was lower and out of sight behind the seat, presumably now under her dress. She made sounds as they kissed like he was finger-fucking her, reacting to his probing stimulation. Both of them appeared to be half undressed with her dress and his shirt buttons open to allow each more access to the other.

I had a few more miles to go when her head ducked down behind the seat into his lap. His sounds then became more noticeable as I saw the top of her blonde head of hair bobbing up and down, obviously giving him a blow job. She was still doing that when I pulled into our rear driveway and parked near the back door.

The exterior lights had purposely been left “off” because this meeting at the restaurant for her to meet him had been planned. She had turned on to him so quickly that we left after drinks for the short drive to our house for their play.

I opened the back car door and they slowly pulled apart enough to exit the vehicle. In nearly total darkness, I saw them stand by the car and undress each other the rest of the way, dropping all of their clothing on my back driveway. I felt like the butler as I accommodated their obvious desires to be together. The clasped each other again with her hand on his rigid cock and his hands on her breasts and pussy, meandering slowly towards the back door of our house.

I moved ahead to unlock and open the door as they stepped through it into our rear hallway. Closing the door behind them, I quickly caught up with them in the hallway to our bedroom. We already had the bedspread removed and only the sheets. Purposely I had enough dim lighting to observe their actions, not wanting to miss anything of this event. They were still holding each other and intently kissing as they fell onto the sheets of the bed and he moved her to the middle of our king-sized bed. He sucked her breasts, then moved to her pussy to give her oral sex for several minutes as I listened to her moan and groan to the efforts of his mouth and tongue.

After only minutes of watching them, she came loudly with his mouth and tongue still working her pussy. That was an orgasm which I never heard from her to that intensity during our eight years of marriage. Her pleasure kept rattling on for minutes until she went silent with a large sigh of relief.

I watched him move up over her and insert himself inside her totally satisfied body. Faintly I heard him say “My turn!”

I thought the size of his bull-sized black penis would hurt her but apparently the wine and oral sex prepared her well as I watched him position himself and go down on her. He moved slowly at first in long strokes in and out and she lay wasted from her oral orgasm.

This black guy was truly a master at handling women as I watched him slowly increase his movements, his pace of fucking her, bringing her body along with his movements. He finessed her so well that his big cock was actually pleasurable to her as it appeared as I intently watched. He had her full attention as his pace increased to a ferocious pace and he jack-hammered her pussy to force her to cum again. She appeared stunned as he continued to please himself until finally she burst out with emotion and loudly came again just as he obviously came inside her at the same time. Their moans and groans mixed as I listened intently for several minutes until they went silent.