PART 2

This was a motel meet and in no time Woody had my wife on the bed. He was already working on her and things were going along very fast. I kept expecting her to get up and go to the bathroom to put in her sponge. normally she puts it in and waits a few minutes before fucking as that's what the package suggests. Instead they began to pet. Woody was touching my wife and whispering things into her ear. Chess was responding to his touch and began groping him back. I could see my wife's nipples growing hard under her dress until Woody's large hands began mapping her massive chest. Just like that he began undressing my wife.

I was relieved when she told him "she wasn't safe" and "needed a minute to prepare herself" but then he whispered something into her ear and began kissing her neck. " I'm not ready to go in yet baby.......you've got time " and then " I'll pull out before I cum if you want me to" " just want to be as close to you as I can get a little first".Slowly I watched my wife begin to melt into Woody's touch. Over the next few minutes she brought up being "Unsafe" and "the wrong time of the month for her" But he was smooth as silk and kept touching and kissing and caressing my wife. Her defenses didn't crumble.......they just melted away.

He took his time with her and it was paying off. Her words turned into whimpers and low moans. When the dress came off his hands went into overdrive. Not fast or hard but he just seemed to know what and where to touch to make my wife swoon. Their lips seemed to be joined constantly now and their kisses were full and deep. My wife was lewdly grinding her cunt into his hand and he was starting to finger her hole. I could smell the heat and wetness and watched as 2 big black fingers found their mark. The exoticness in the room was so heavy I found myself breathing deeply and had to catch myself to stay at a proper distance . Any thoughts my wife had about being unsafe or fertile seemed to be a million miles away now. She either trusted him to pull out before cumming or didn't really care anymore. It was then I realized my wife was about to be black bred.He had no plans to pull out, never had intended to. Woody had told me he was going to do it and as he began to undo his belt and slide his slacks down I saw Chessie close her eye's and spread her thighs wide. Instead of saying anything I just stood, waited, and watched and held my breath.