We had hunger and wanted to eat dinner, but we didn't feel like preparing something ourselves. We decided to order a pizza delivery from Rappi through the app. We chose flavor, provider, four artisanal beers to accompany, and made the order.
In about 45 minutes, the delivery guy arrived. He rang the doorbell and I let him in. I was wearing shorts and a T-shirt with sandals on. My wife was almost the same in shorts and a gym top. When the delivery guy knocked at the door, I went to open it. He was a black Venezuelan (I thought), maybe over 1.90 meters tall, thin but clearly well-built.
He entered, took out the pizza from his delivery box. I went to the room to look for my credit card to pay. I would have taken no more than two minutes.
In that brief time, my wife had approached him and they were talking. When I got closer, my wife stepped back a few steps, but as she was retreating, I realized how grotesquely he was looking at her ass. And I perceived that the movement of my wife was something more sensual than usual. This almost immediately heated me up.
I acted stupidly and told the delivery guy to excuse me, saying I had made a mistake with the card and would come back with the correct one.
I went back to the room and took longer, maybe three minutes. When I got back to the living room, my wife was already chatting and laughing with the delivery guy. It was obvious that the initial contact had flowed smoothly and escalated into confidence. I arrived, asked if he was Venezuelan. He said no, he was Colombian. This fired me up.
At that moment, my wife already knew the guy was Colombian. And that's why she had heated up so quickly, remembering our adventure in Cartagena.
I asked him what part of Colombia he was from and he said Cali. After an embarrassing silence of a few seconds, he asked if he could use the bathroom for a moment.
He went to the bathroom and with boldness left the door open, opened his jeans and urinated. We listened to the whole process with my wife, both of us already very hot.
She looked at me and I nodded. She went towards the bathroom and asked the delivery guy if he wanted a slice of pizza. He turned with his cock still in the air and damn it was big, very big, what one expects from a black man. There was no need to waste more words or protocols. My wife grabbed him with her right hand and led him to our bedroom.
She put him on the bed and started sucking him off without any foreplay or unnecessary words. I settled in behind her. I took off his short and thong while she enjoyed the black man's cock. The black man's cock got hard and huge in a few seconds, and my wife was panting with pleasure as he sucked it.
I think my tongue between her vagina and ass helped a bit. My wife told me Alonso, come see how I'm sucking him. I stopped licking her, moved a bit, and put my face beside hers, watching her suck, lick, and slurp that huge black cock. I had infinite desires to lick it too, but I managed to contain myself.
Then my wife, remembering our encounter in Cartagena, told me to get into bed. I obeyed. Quickly she got on top of me in 69 position, and the black man settled onto my face to penetrate her.
At that moment, I couldn't resist anymore, and while he was pounding her, I started licking his balls. She came intensely and her fluids fell onto my lips. The black man kept giving it to her, and I could see him greasing up her ass with saliva, and then his cock went into my wife's ass. It was so hot that he started entering without problems, slowly but steadily, until she was completely fucked.
My wife was dying of pleasure, moaning and having two terrible orgasms. The black man told her slut, your husband is going to have to clean up the shit you're leaving me. She just responded yes, yes, he will.
The black man insisted slut, what's your husband going to do? and she finally responded clean yourself off the shit I'm leaving you. That made my wife go wild again, and the black man with her. Then the black man pulled his cock out of her ass and said She was dirty, with semen and shit. Without saying anything, he put her in my mouth. I felt the taste of shit and semen and started licking until the cock was clean. My wife looked on, moaning softly and trembling. Then, after finishing, she kissed me intensely. My lips, with the taste of her shit and the black man's semen who had taken her, transferred the taste to my dirty slut that is. I paid the delivery guy with a good tip. We went to bed with my wife. We didn't eat dinner. We were both exhausted.
In about 45 minutes, the delivery guy arrived. He rang the doorbell and I let him in. I was wearing shorts and a T-shirt with sandals on. My wife was almost the same in shorts and a gym top. When the delivery guy knocked at the door, I went to open it. He was a black Venezuelan (I thought), maybe over 1.90 meters tall, thin but clearly well-built.
He entered, took out the pizza from his delivery box. I went to the room to look for my credit card to pay. I would have taken no more than two minutes.
In that brief time, my wife had approached him and they were talking. When I got closer, my wife stepped back a few steps, but as she was retreating, I realized how grotesquely he was looking at her ass. And I perceived that the movement of my wife was something more sensual than usual. This almost immediately heated me up.
I acted stupidly and told the delivery guy to excuse me, saying I had made a mistake with the card and would come back with the correct one.
I went back to the room and took longer, maybe three minutes. When I got back to the living room, my wife was already chatting and laughing with the delivery guy. It was obvious that the initial contact had flowed smoothly and escalated into confidence. I arrived, asked if he was Venezuelan. He said no, he was Colombian. This fired me up.
At that moment, my wife already knew the guy was Colombian. And that's why she had heated up so quickly, remembering our adventure in Cartagena.
I asked him what part of Colombia he was from and he said Cali. After an embarrassing silence of a few seconds, he asked if he could use the bathroom for a moment.
He went to the bathroom and with boldness left the door open, opened his jeans and urinated. We listened to the whole process with my wife, both of us already very hot.
She looked at me and I nodded. She went towards the bathroom and asked the delivery guy if he wanted a slice of pizza. He turned with his cock still in the air and damn it was big, very big, what one expects from a black man. There was no need to waste more words or protocols. My wife grabbed him with her right hand and led him to our bedroom.
She put him on the bed and started sucking him off without any foreplay or unnecessary words. I settled in behind her. I took off his short and thong while she enjoyed the black man's cock. The black man's cock got hard and huge in a few seconds, and my wife was panting with pleasure as he sucked it.
I think my tongue between her vagina and ass helped a bit. My wife told me Alonso, come see how I'm sucking him. I stopped licking her, moved a bit, and put my face beside hers, watching her suck, lick, and slurp that huge black cock. I had infinite desires to lick it too, but I managed to contain myself.
Then my wife, remembering our encounter in Cartagena, told me to get into bed. I obeyed. Quickly she got on top of me in 69 position, and the black man settled onto my face to penetrate her.
At that moment, I couldn't resist anymore, and while he was pounding her, I started licking his balls. She came intensely and her fluids fell onto my lips. The black man kept giving it to her, and I could see him greasing up her ass with saliva, and then his cock went into my wife's ass. It was so hot that he started entering without problems, slowly but steadily, until she was completely fucked.
My wife was dying of pleasure, moaning and having two terrible orgasms. The black man told her slut, your husband is going to have to clean up the shit you're leaving me. She just responded yes, yes, he will.
The black man insisted slut, what's your husband going to do? and she finally responded clean yourself off the shit I'm leaving you. That made my wife go wild again, and the black man with her. Then the black man pulled his cock out of her ass and said She was dirty, with semen and shit. Without saying anything, he put her in my mouth. I felt the taste of shit and semen and started licking until the cock was clean. My wife looked on, moaning softly and trembling. Then, after finishing, she kissed me intensely. My lips, with the taste of her shit and the black man's semen who had taken her, transferred the taste to my dirty slut that is. I paid the delivery guy with a good tip. We went to bed with my wife. We didn't eat dinner. We were both exhausted.
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