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Back from the coffee shopThat Saturday morning I woke up early and found my beloved hubby was still snoring heavily by my side. I got a nice warm shower and then I went down to the kitchen, to make some coffee.Then I found the coffee can was empty. I knew that no caffeine in the morning could make me become a very cranky slut. The empty cupboard meant a trip to the local coffee house where the beans were roasted dark…So I slid my body into a pair of jeans, grabbed my keys and headed off for a pound of that nice sweet dark roast.Although it was early, the local was crowded with students and hipsters so I got in line to place my order. A black man behind me was a very handsome guy; I liked his smell. I stared at his great set of washboard abs pressing against his tight white T-shirt. The guy looked like a real stud. I imagined he would be very well hung too. As we waited in line, I finally introduced myself.His name was Tom. He was in his late thirties and he was single.I put my hand on his forearm as we talked for a long while. Soon it was my turn on the counter and I told the employee I would take a pound of beans.He asked what kind of roast I wanted…light, medium or dark.Then I looked at Tom and said to the employee I wanted dark, very dark…I also asked him for a cup of same dark coffee. Then the guy took my money and turned his attention to Tom behind me. I really did want that black man behind me… A couple minutes later anadolu yakası escort I met him again waiting at the drink delivery station.Then Tom asked me if I lived around there. I said not far and suddenly I invited him to have one of these delightful coffees at my house…The black smiled at me and he accepted my offer. But then I got closer and whispered in his ear if he would like to come to my place and fuck me…Tom got serious as he picked up his coffee and then he told me he would love to follow me to my house and fuck me in my own marital bed…He was supposed to visit his girlfriend that morning; but being in my bed sounded like a much better use of his free time; he said now laughing…I picked up my bag of coffee roasted beans and we headed out to the parking lot. Then I told Tom I was married, but my loving hubby was very understanding.I got into my car and Tom followed me in his own one. I felt my pussy went in anticipation as I was going to enjoy that nice handsome black man’s cockWe got into our driveway and motioned for Tom to follow me inside. He grabbed my ass as he breezed past just as a little reminder of why he had come there…I was surprised to find my lovely Victor was up; sitting on the couch with his laptop; already hard concentrated at work. I told him I had gone for some fresh coffee beans.Victor smiled and replied I had brought home more than breakfast; as he looked Tom walking behind anadolu yakası escort me and slapping my round firm buttocks. I introduced my new black friend to Victor. My husband told Tom to relax; he said he enjoyed watching his wife being pleasured by a black bastard stud such as himself…Then I made a coffee; put a warm cup in front of Victor and then dropped to my knees in front of Tom. My black friend was wearing a pair of nylon gym pants and I pulled it down revealing what I expected would be a nice piece of huge black cock. I was not disappointed at all, but somewhat surprised. Tom was wearing a tiny blue thong and his hard black cock was already straining it to its limits. I marveled at his body for a few seconds then took hold of his dark dick and guided it inside my salivating mouth. It tasted as good as it looked. I was rock hard already.I made that huge thing wet with my hot mouth juices and then I led him into our bedroom where he proceeded to remove my jeans with no hesitation. Soon my own tiny thong had disappeared and Tom had me on my back, my legs spread wide and he was making a meal out of my sopping wet pussy. In just few minutes Tom’s expert mouth had made me come twice. Each time as I came he grunted also with me. Then he lifted his bald head and asked me if I was ready for feeling his big black cock inside of me…In answer to that silly question, I just lied back on the bed, spread my anadolu yakası escort legs even wider and watched him guide his dark meat between my pussy lips.Tom slid his cock very slowly inside me and I exploded again, moaning loud as I felt my cunt flooding with my own juices.The black guy then slid slowly in and out, allowing me to feel every jolt to my body. Then he started pounding my pussy, showing no mercy for his new found married white slut. I could feel his cock growing harder yet…He turned me over and put me on top of him so I could ride him properly like the fine stud he was. His heavy hands grabbed my buttocks and he pulled me up and down over his throbbing dick. Suddenly I felt him growing even bigger and he asked me if I was ready to take his load of semen inside my stretched cunt. I nodded that I was.He made me beg for it; the bastard made me cry and beg for his cum.I could not wait to feel to be marked as his personal white married whore.Tom came hard, painting my white skin with his hot creamy load. It felt incredible and I could not help myself, I had to rub my fingers in it. Then Tom made me slid my thong on over his warm cum and I felt the wetness soak onto my glistening labia. He ordered me to stay that way for the rest of the day.Before leaving, Tom greeted my beloved hubby and said it had been a real pleasure meeting us both. I apologized for making him miss his girlfriend, but he laughed loud and he slapped my buttocks for a last time, saying I was a real pervert married slut.I closed the door behind him and turned to Victor.Hubby just took my hand and led me back to our bedroom. He made me get on all fours onto our marital bed and he just said now it was his turn…