Our one and only experience that qualifies for your site came on our fifth anniversary. I was 42 and my wife (my second) was 28. We live in New York where I am a fairly successful investment banker. For our fifth anniversary we took a weeks vacation at an exclusive resort in St. Maarten. I love going to beach resorts with Jennifer. In fact the beach is where I originally met her not too long after my divorce. She is a knockout in a bathing suit. She is a Florida blond, about 5'6", 105 pounds and a body that perfectly fills out a bikini. She tans great and is very athletic, so the tan really accentuates her flat abs and tight legs. She's also just a blast to be with, always smiling, outgoing, real girl-next-door type. St. Maarten was great. We went down there with the intention of doing absolutely nothing for a week except sit by the beach and pool bar, drink pina colada's all day and screw all night. Like I said it was a pretty upscale place, and most people came down from Saturday to Saturday, so you got to see the same people everyday. By Tuesday we were on a first name basis with a lot of the people around the pool. In particular I had had a number of discussions with a black man about my age named Ray. He was a Wall Street lawyer with a very highly respected firm. He was down in St. Marteen celebrating his own recent divorce, so we had quite a bit in common to talk about. From what I saw that first weekend, he was also doing very well with the single women in the resort. It wasn't too surprising since he had to be at least 6'3" and had the body of a defensive end. By Wednesday we were like old friends and when I came down to the beach after lunch while Jennifer was in the spa, I gladly took a chaise lounge next to his at the private beach. He had on dark Black White Relationship Jami Kenney Watching My Mom Go Black Blacks On Blondes Pictures He was staring at her again. It was a stare that caused her heart rate to increase and made her stomach flutter. The boy was very masculine and she always felt naked beneath his gaze. Darlene broke eye contact and continued teaching class. Half the boys in her classes usually stared at her, but today he was the only one. The other students were passing notes, staring out the window, and a few were sleeping. They didn't care, most had graduated and couldn't wait for school to end. The first time she had seen Jamal, he had been a skinny black kid, a nerd, complete with glasses and a brain to match. His IQ was well above genius level and he had a 4.0 gpa. He was the perfect target for the bullys in school because of his nerdy exterior and the fact that his dad was the school janitor. Some days he showed up with black eyes and bruises and he shyly kept to himself, his only friends some of the other geeks. All that changed this year. When Jamal returned from summer break he was barely recognizable. He was now as big as a pro wrestler and the glasses had disappeared. Coach had flipped when he saw the muscular black kid and recruited him for the football team. He hadn't been very good. He seemed unused to his new body, and unskilled with a football in his hands, but opposing teams soon learned that he couldn't be brought down. He had also skipped half the year and was now failing her class. On top of that Jamal seemed to have a lot of money now and Darlene was afraid he was dealing drugs, even speaking to his father about it. The janitor had replied that Jamal was working at a pharmaceutical plant outside Stoney Harbor and was making some big bucks. His father had also apparently taken whatever kind of steroid Jamal was on. He looked great and had dyed his grey afro black again. He looked fifteen years younger, more like an older brother then a father. Both men stood around six and a half feet tall towering over the other students and Darlene's small just over five foot frame. The bell went off and the teacher said, "Read chapters nineteen and twenty. There'll be a quiz on them tommorrow." The class groaned and as one stood up and headed for the door. All except Jamal that Interracial Gangbang Sex Jami Kenney Watching My Mom Go Black Jami Kenney at WatchingMyMomGoBlack.com Hardcore Black Dick into her eyes. Jennifer blushed and said, "I'm surprised you were even able to after the night you had." Ray let out a deep laugh, "Oh believe me honey, I always have enough jam for a beautiful woman. All that she wants." He eyes were boring into her as he said this. There was a very nervous silence then and I could feel Jennifer's heart beating through her back. She broke the silence by looking at the empty champagne bottle. "Time for a refill I guess," she said, standing up suddenly. She wobbled a bit as she grabbed the bottle, the alcohol obviously starting to get to her. Ray let out a deep "Ummm" as she bent over and then asked, "Jennifer honey, would you do me a favor?" "Sure, what?" she asked, straightening up. "Would you mind putting on that white bikini you were wearing the other day?" Jennifer laughed, looked quickly at me and then back at Ray, "Are you serious?" "As a heart attack baby." He smiled. "C'mon, it's our last night. And I really need something to remember you by." He looked at me. "If that's okay with your husband." They both looked at me then and I just smiled. "I sure wouldn't mind seeing it one last time." Jennifer just gave me a look like, "What are you getting me into?" and walked towards the kitchen. Ray spoke up, "Of course, you don't have to if you don't want to Jennifer." She didn't answer as she went into the kitchen. Ray and I sat there listening as we heard her open the refrigerator and then leave by the other door towards the bedroom. "You know Mark," Ray said, "things could get a little out of hand here. That okay with you?" "What do you mean, Interacial Clips Jami Kenney Watching My Mom Go Black How To Cuckold her over so that she was in perfect doggy style over the chair. "Ooooooh yeah," she moaned as she wiggled her ass, anxiously waiting for his cock to get back in her. Ray obliged and quickly started to pound into my wife, his massive balls slapping against her pussy as he fucked her. I once again began to worry about her, but she's a strong girl and took everything he could give, she even reached down and massaged his balls as he pumped away. Ray was grabbing her ass and started to play with her asshole. She responded immediately, moaning even louder. He wet his thick pointer finger in his mouth before working it slowly into her asshole. Jennifer started to buck like wild and had what seemed to be one long continuous orgasm. I couldn't take it anymore and came once again in my hand. Ray was good for at least another half hour as he fucked my wife in every position - on the floor, standing up, you name it. Finally he had her back on the chair in the original position and was pumping away when he threw his head back and moaned as he slammed his cock deep into her. I could see his balls moving up and down as they unloaded another gusher of semen. As he pulled his cock out it was slick with thick white cum. Jennifer instantly slid down and laid down on the floor beneath his cock and cleaned it off once more. I slunk off to bed to let them say goodbye to each other and fell asleep waiting for Jennifer. When I woke the next morning, the suite was empty. I called over to Ray's room and he answered, telling me that Jennifer had just left his place and was coming back to me. "That is one hungry little wife you got there brother. She woke me up my favorite way." I hung up the phone, not knowing how to respond to that, and not knowing how I would ever be able to satisfy my wife again.