One night some friends came over and brought this guy who we'd had never met before. He was really hot. He was also quite a bit younger than my husband and I. Oh, did I mention he was black? We talked and drank all night, but this guy was just super interested in getting as friendly as possible. So after what had to have been ******* number 7 or 8, he and I were the only ones left standing. Everyone else left and my husband was ******* on the sofa. It got kind of awkward because he and I were just sitting there in silence until he walked over, grabbed my hand, lead me upstairs and fucked my brains out with his big, black cock. I woke up the next day and he was gone. I can’t even remember his name but thank you where ever you are. My husband woke up with a huge hangover and didn't even ask when everyone had left.
