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I marveled at the blackness of Dave’s dick against the whiteness of my wife’s skin. “I don’t feel just right about this,” she said. Without answering, Cindy rolled her head onto his stomach and began to delightedly suck his cock. One of these occasions occurred when I got a phone call from Dave Gordon, an old army buddy of mine. I briefly rose up from my cunt-licking and knelt back on my haunches just to watch the show he was putting on. “Oh look, Hank,” she giggled, “it’s really hard! Finally, Dave got up mid-morning for his trip back to Fort Bragg. I said I certainly understood and that we would see him on Saturday. “Hank,” she loudly whispered, “Dave … Dave is so black!” By now Dave was standing at the side of the bed as she stared at his fully erect dick with glassy eyes. While we normally confined our sexual activities with Bobby and Ellen Thompson, we occasionally had the opportunity to “free-lance” a bit.