1. Correction the 5 way ebony way


    Date: 12/10/2017, Categories: Fantasy, Black, Extreme, Group Sex, Interracial, Group Sex, Reluctance, Wife / MILF, Author: abroadsword, Source: sexstories.com

    Correction the 5 way ebony way Sitting in a bar talking to friends. “You need to man up before it’s too late,” Tom suggested as I explained that Melissa had insisted that I take her mother shopping instead of going to the game. “Yeah, but she’s beautiful,” I sighed as I drank my seventh or eighth beer of the evening. “So’s mount Fuji,” Dan observed proving once again he couldn’t hold his liquor. “What beautiful?” Tom asked. “No cold,” Dan sighed. “Yeah pretty much,” I agreed as I tried to remember the last time me and Melissa had actually made love. “Things pretty slow in the fun department?” Tom asked. “Trying to remember,” I admitted. “That bad huh?” he asked. “Yeah, but she’s beautiful,” I said. “And the boss’s daughter,” Dan reminded me. “I guess,” I said. “You need to put your foot down,” Tom said, “Teach her a lesson, I know these guys, sort of do a correction service.” “Right, what they do, turn her gay?” I asked. “Sort of,” Tom said, “Guy I know had his wife corrected and now she can’t get enough of him.” “How come?” I asked. Tom laughed, “He paid these guys who fucked her every which way but up when he was out of town and when he came home she was all over him.” “Sure, so set it up, next weekend maybe?” I suggested and I sank another beer. Things just sort of went a little woozy after that, I sort of remember Tom taking the number of my front door key but that’s pretty much it. I don’t remember driving home but there was another scrape on the Chrysler’s fender ...
    when I found it parked on the front lawn next morning. I must have forgot all about it, I woke around eleven a.m. Melissa had gone out, “Don’t forget to take mother shopping.” she wrote on an A4 sheet stuck to the inside of my bedroom door. Yes we had separate rooms, ever since little Matilda was born we had separate bedrooms. I went to Denver, on a business trip. Melissa arranged everything. She picked up the tab, she checked every cent I spent, she even chose my secretary, Jane. Plain Jane. Gay Jane. Thank god for the internet. And beer. Ten pints and I’m happy. I just forgot about Tom, and sorting Melissa out. The trouble is Tom thought I was serious. He knew I was out of town. He contacted the guys. Melissa left little Matilda with her mom, and went shopping with her friend Louise. They had dinner, they went to a movie, they had some drinks afterwards and Melissa got home around 10.30 pm.. She was surprised to find the front door was unlocked, “Hello?” she called, “Henry?” “Are you home?” She went inside, flicked on the light. Five men were sprawled on the easy chairs in her lounge. One leaned forward, he smiled, “Hi doll it’s party time.” Five beautiful fit Afro Carribean guys. White shirts. Blue jeans. Ebony skin. “Gee,” Melissa gasped. “I must have drunk more than I thought.”“Who are you?” “Your best dream. Your worst nightmare. You want to get stripped down?” their leader said. “I need a coffee. Strong. Black, loads of sugar, am I dreaming?” Melissa asked. “Sure doll, ...
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