Our Dakar Senegal Adventure.
Like everyone else in the neighborhood, I involuntarily began to watch my wife, when she left me at the head of an old Negro who was chipping a huge tree root with a big sharp knife in her hand, and walked towards one of the local huts where hundreds of souvenirs were sold. To tell the truth, we were all right. Because the sight before our eyes was the kind that we cannot get enough of.

Her high-heeled, white ankle strap shoes stretched her white and dazzlingly beautiful legs to the point where it felt like it would never end. Of course, part of that was because the sheer white cotton skirt she was wearing was unbelievably short. The soft fabric could only cover an inch below where the rounded hips met with those beautiful legs, which he had gently slipped between them.

I took my eyes away from him for a moment and looked at the others who were watching him. At the craft market, there were no whites other than my wife and me. I couldn’t see any other woman around. Long story short, it was all black men who were caught up in watching my wife now walk towards the cabin. Senagalese black men of all ages.

My wife was certainly aware of this situation. This was evident from his walk. Her hips were churning sexy with every step she took. One glance was all it took to realize that she wasn’t wearing any panties under her skirt. Since she was sweating a little from the heat, the thin fabric was now well between her hips. The upper part of the dress was again white cotton thin-strapped combed cotton. Although the front part was closed, there was a décolleté at the back that showed almost her entire back. With every step he took, that dizzying hollow, starting between his shoulder blades and running down his spine, also moved with the jostling of his hips.

Then my eye fell on the door of the cottage, which was my wife’s target. There were two niggers standing there. Two Negroes, tall, wiry, and raven black, like almost all Senegalese. Both of them wore their local clothes, namely, long gowns whose main color was white, but with colorful embroideries on them. I could not guess their age, but I could tell that one of them was much younger than the other. Both of their eyes were fixed on my wife. Although those watching from behind could not see it, I knew that they too had a magnificent sight before their eyes. He wasn’t wearing a bra because it was hot and my wife didn’t like to wear it. Under the soft and thin fabric, her nipples were visible.

Finally reached the cabin, my wife. He went in first, and then two niggers standing in front of the door and scrutinizing him with their eyes. I could no longer see them. I turn my head and turn my attention back to the old nigger who is making a hippopotamus, chipping that huge tree root with the sharp knife in his hand. Indeed, the old man had skillful hands. He had a hard time chipping the root, which turned out to be quite hard, but he always managed to cut neither too much nor too little. So much so that while watching it, one almost did not realize that time was passing.

When I looked sideways from the cabin my wife had just entered, I saw no movement. It was not visible from where I was. Then I looked around. Everyone was busy with their own business. Nothing better to tell that my wife hadn’t left that cabin yet. If he had, the attention of those around would, of course, be directed towards his location. Inevitably, I got a little curious. What was he doing in there all this time? I asked the old nigga, “how long will it take you to finish the job”. Because I wanted to buy this beautiful work of art that I watched being made. From what he said, I had to wait another hour. So I started walking towards the cabin my wife had entered. I could have come back later to get the hippo anyway.

The inside of the hut was almost dark to my eyes, dazzled by the bright sun outside. Therefore, it took a while before I could see what was going on. The first thing I noticed was the smell inside the cabin. The sweet and stunning scent of marijuana. When my eyes got used to it, the first thing I saw was that terrific expression on my wife’s face. His eyes were slightly narrowed. His mouth was ajar. The features of his face showed that he was extremely aroused. Then my eyes began to notice the details. My wife was standing in front of a table with a pile of small, handcrafted trinkets on it. The younger one of the Negroes was right next to him. The old one is behind him.

– “We have come to a very beautiful place, my love…” my wife said when she saw me.

– “How so..?”

There was no way the niggers could understand us because we spoke a foreign language. My wife raised her hand and showed me what she was holding tightly. It was a huge black ebony cock. My wife had her fingers wrapped around her. It was like he was holding a real dick.

– “Darling, they are going to fuck me…” he said afterward.

– “How so..?” I asked again.

– “If you had come a little later, you would have seen me too, my darling…”

– “Is he here..?”

– “Yes, here… Before you walked in, the person behind me had his hand between my legs… I was about to hit my ass, you know..? But when you came, he was a little scared. He took his hand off me…”

I suddenly felt extremely excited. My dick got up and turned into a stake again. The prospect of my wife being fucked in a place like this was quite dizzying. I looked at the niggas. They were a little confused as they didn’t understand what we were talking about. They were both so tall that my wife looked like a child next to them. But the striking contrast was their blackness and my wife’s whiteness.

– “I guess I messed up, then…” I said to my wife, “I can go again if you want…”

– “No no darling… I want you to watch while he gets fucked…”

“But I guess they were afraid of me…”

– “After a while, they will realize that there is no need to be scared… Just don’t go… Watch me get bored… Then I get a lot more pleasure, you know…”

Of course I knew that. Besides, that’s all I wanted. Watching him get fucked, join in if possible, or fuck him later. I was enjoying it immensely.

By the way, my wife was already starting to act as if she wanted to show blacks that they shouldn’t be scared of me. He had brought his other hand and started to caress that huge wooden cock, which he was holding tightly with one hand, just like a real one. While doing this, she never took her eyes off mine. But I tried from time to time to take my eyes off his and watch what the niggers were doing. They were both watching my wife, as if mesmerized. I could not see the condition of the old man behind him, but the front of the dress of the young black man standing beside him was puffed up like a tent. When my wife realized where I was looking, she took her eyes off me and looked in front of the nigger.

– “See how I got your dick up…” she whispered, then, “It’s a big dick…”

My wife was just looking there now. Meanwhile, the wooden cock he held in one hand continued to stroke it with the other. It was as if there was a tremendous electric current in the air. At least that’s how I felt. I suddenly realized that I was still standing in front of the cottage door. Then my eyes noticed the white curtain on the side. It was a curtain fastened over the door, and now it had slumped to the side and opened. I reached out and closed the curtain. Thus, we were a little more cut off from the outside world. At the same time, I noticed that the niggers were getting better. Now they both must have understood that they shouldn’t be scared of me and that they could fuck my wife.

On the table next to the old nigger stood a small statue. I pointed and asked the man for it. He took it and handed it to me. But he didn’t even move while he did it. So he was still behind my wife. Moreover, between us was the large table full of trinkets, in front of which my wife stood. He and I had to stretch out our arms. By the way, the nigger was leaning on my wife from behind, of course.

– “My love…” whispered my wife, “What kind of dick does this guy have… He’s almost going to pierce my back…”

The lines of my wife’s face were tense now. Knowing her so well, I knew right now that her cunt’s lips were wide open, the slippery cunt making her entire groin and even her legs soggy. She wanted to be fucked, she. He wanted to be fucked in front of me by making me watch. And there wasn’t much left for that to happen. His eyes were still fixed on the tent-like bulge in front of the dress of the young Negro standing next to him. I showed my wife the patterns on the statue I got from the old nigga. Because of the table in his search, he had to lean over the table to see it. In order to do this, he naturally placed the wooden cock he held with both hands in the middle of the table and got support from him. By the way, He was also doing something lethal, especially for the black man standing behind him. Leaning forward like this, her short skirt was well pulled apart, revealing her bare hips halfway.

We met eyes again with my wife. Meanwhile, my eyes are on the black man standing behind him. more accurately, he tripped over a move he was making. His hand had moved and was directed between my wife’s legs. I started looking into my wife’s eyes again. All of a sudden his whole body shook and his eyes narrowed.

– “Ohhhhh…” he groaned, “He grabbed my ass, darling…”

Now he was leaning a little more on the table. His back was bent and his hips seemed to be lifted up. Thus, her skirt was now pulled up almost to her waist. I saw the nigger bring his other hand and start pinching my wife’s ass. It was so arousing that that long-fingered, huge, black hand slithering over my wife’s pale skin that my dick felt like it was going to crack. Then we came face to face with my wife again.

Indeed, the thread was broken. The black man, still standing behind my wife, now stroking her buttocks with one hand and grabbing her cunt with the other, was staring at the glorious sight just before him. The young nigger, too, had now taken a step back and watched what his friend was doing. The tent-like bump on the front of her dress seemed to get bigger now.

Then I noticed the nigger behind my wife starting to crouch in slow motion. His eyes were now level with my wife’s ass, and there was an inch of distance between her face and the beautiful pussy she was cuddling with. The nigger took a deep breath. He was inhaling that giddy scent from my wife’s cunt.

When I saw the nigger bringing his hand on my wife’s cunt, grabbing her two hips and pulling them apart, I knew even more awesome things were coming. Then I watched the man’s black-lipped mouth open wide and his head came forward and sank into my wife’s thighs.

My wife’s entire body trembled as if she had been electrocuted. We made eye contact with him again.

His eyes were squinted with pleasure, almost forming a line now. Small moans escaped his mouth constantly. The nigger really must have been doing something to him beyond licking. His head, buried between those pale white hips, was in constant motion. He had closed his eyes. It made grunting noises, mixed with wet, smacking sounds coming from my wife’s groin. In fact, I had a right to the nigger being so ambitious. No one in this world could know better than me the treasures where his mouth is closed now. To tell the truth, finding a pussy as beautiful as my wife’s was nearly impossible. It was shaped like a mouth. When he wanted to take a dick in, his lips would swell up and open like a mouth again, watered by the slippery liquids coming out of his depths, and it would become a sight to behold. That’s how it should have looked now. But it didn’t end there. Slightly below him, or rather, slightly above him, since my wife was leaning forward like that, was that incredibly beautiful asshole. That dizzying asshole that normally looks like a tiny pink dot, but that, when touched, opens almost instantly to get some dick in it.

The other nigger, still standing, was watching with fixed eyes, just like me. On the other hand, he took his hand and started to rub his cock, which was now like a stake, over the top of his dress. Now I had no doubt that everything my wife said would come true and that these two giant niggers would fuck her in front of me, my excitement seemed to have increased a hundred times. The standing nigger’s robe hardly prevented me from getting an idea of ​​the size of the dick hiding underneath. This made my excitement even higher, as if possible. But when the man pulled up the hem of his robe with his other hand, I realized that I was being a little hasty about it. There were no other clothes in her, and the dick that was now revealed was, to tell the truth, a truly frightening sight. before my eyes, it was literally an allegation. Like the man’s entire body, it was raven black. It was so big and thick that I had a hard time believing my eyes.

My wife hadn’t seen the dick waiting for her yet. His body was writhing and twisting, groaning, ecstatic with the pleasure that spread from the nigger’s mouth to his groin. His head had fallen forward. He was still holding on to the wooden coin he had placed in the middle of the table with both hands, and now this huge dick was starting to touch his cheek. I was a little confused about where and what to watch. When I could tear my eyes off my wife’s face, I watched the movements of the black nigger head buried between her round, white hips, and then watched the nigger standing right next to them stroking her unbelievably large dick up and down. The possibility of such a dick getting into my wife both frightened me and shuddered with pleasure.

My wife’s moans turned into little screams, causing me to turn my attention back to her. Her face was incredibly beautiful now. His hips were starting to rattle with frenzied movements, and his whole body was starting to shake. My wife was ejaculating. The nigger’s huge mouth and tongue that I couldn’t see what he was doing had finished him off. Kneeling behind him and burying his head between his hips, the Negro stood there as he walked away and straightened. His body was still shaking.

Meanwhile, the nigger behind her had also pulled the hem of her dress up to her waist, revealing her dick. God, this dick was really big. Black, huge and as thick as possible. The only difference to his friend’s was that it curved upward like a steel spring. I couldn’t tell which was bigger. All I could do at that moment was wait with great excitement for one of these dicks to get inside my wife. But the man was so tall that there was no way my wife could have approached him in her current position and shoved her dick in and out, which I’m sure now opened and closed like a thirsty mouth. The nigga found the solution himself again. With quick movements, he turned around and pulled up a low, wide table that I hadn’t even noticed until now.

When my wife looked up, our eyes met again.

He had left himself in the hands of the nigger. He never took his eyes off me as the man grabbed her by the hips and pulled her into his lap. That’s why he still hadn’t seen the dicks waiting for him. When I entered the hut, he had not let go of the wooden dick he was holding on his waist. The nigger was so strong that he pulled my wife’s hips up to her lap as she wished, up to the top of her huge cock that was like a pillar. My wife’s hands, still gripping her wooden cock, had now reached the very edge of the table. Her body had taken on a somewhat strange shape, she was out of balance. It was the nigger’s strong hands holding her ass in the air like that. My wife was still looking into my eyes. The dick that was about to get in hadn’t even seen the dick of the nigger standing next to him. Then the nigga started to slowly put him down, his beautiful hips down his dick.

I was just paying attention, watching my wife’s face. I understood from the tremendous change in expression on my wife’s face that the nigger had achieved his goal and that he had placed the head of that huge black dick between the lips of that beautiful cunt he had just licked and made so soggy. His head snapped back in an instant, his eyes closed, and a deep groan escaped his mouth. Then suddenly his eyes opened. And it opened wide.

– “Off what kind of a dick is this darling..?” she groaned, “Ohhhh so big… Ohhhh darling so big cock…”

Now she just stood there with her lower lip between her teeth, her wide open eyes still locked on mine. The nigger was slowly lowering my wife’s hips. The more he did that, the more his huge cock should have been getting in my wife’s cunt. I couldn’t see what was going on from where I was. But I knew my wife’s pussy very well. I just saw that unbelievably big dick of a nigger too. Then the nigga paused a little and lifted my wife’s hips up slightly. She started downloading again right after that. But those round, beautiful hips were still not stuck in the nigger’s lap. As far as I can tell, it was my wife who was most surprised by this. The cock under him was getting in and out as he sat on it, but it was never ending. Finally the nigger did something unexpected, he quickly pressed his hips, which until now my wife had always held in the air, on his dick. Suddenly,

At the same time, my wife’s entire body began to tremble, to wriggle, to tremble. When that big nigga cock was all in her, it was starting to bring her waist down. He was almost whimpering. So much so that the nigger had to hold her by the waist with both hands. She continued to hold it that way until she was cured. Then he reached forward with his hands, grabbed her breasts, and pulled her upper body toward him. Now my wife was really sitting on the nigger’s lap. And that big, black nigger dick was buried up to her womb. His face was contorted with pleasure. Then the nigger pulled off the hem of her blouse, and the long fingers of her great, black hands clasped like claws over my wife’s breasts. Again, an extremely provocative scene emerged. The whiteness of my wife’s skin and the blackness of the Negro’s hands created such a striking contrast that
Then something amazing happened. My wife teared her eyes away from me, turned to the other black man standing next to her, and saw the man’s frighteningly large cock.

– “Look at that dick, darling…” he said, then in a whispering voice, “Look at the size of my God…”

– “You think the one that goes inside is smaller..?”

– “I don’t think so darling… How can he be small..? His head is up to my stomach when I sit on him like that…”

The Negroes were listening to us with a little bewilderment. I considered this normal. Because there was no explanation for the event. We were four people in this local cottage with handmade souvenirs. Although the niggers didn’t know that we were husband and wife, or at least they weren’t sure about it, they knew that we were together. Despite this, they could still fuck a peanut white woman next to their man. Moreover, as if that wasn’t enough, the woman kept telling her man something in a language they didn’t understand. Though they didn’t understand what the woman was saying, of course they sensed from their moans and the way the words came out that these words were about sex. Therefore, it was as if they were a little taken aback again.

It was my wife who got them moving again. For this, it was enough to pull his feet, still close to the table, to step on both sides of the black man he was sitting in his lap, and start to move his hips in his lap slightly with the strength he got from his legs. The wooden dick was still in one hand. With her other hand, she pulled up her skirt, which was now well off. Thus, a magnificent sight appeared before my eyes. Sitting like that, my wife’s legs were wide apart. Among them were the black legs of the negro. Most importantly, the cock that was buried deep between the lips of that tiny cunt, and the insanely large balls hanging down were now within my sight. Then my wife’s hips got really active. Now, with the strength of his legs, he was sitting on the nigger’s lap. That big dick so he started getting in and out of his tiny pussy. In fact, the flashing part of the nigger’s dick was only an inch or so, but even this sight was so mesmerizing that I couldn’t look anywhere else.

Then my wife reached out and grabbed the nigger standing next to her by her big dick. To tell the truth, I was expecting that too. I knew very well that my wife would not be satisfied with just one, that she would not be satisfied. Actually, even two dicks were not enough for him, but at the moment he only had two at his disposal. Now his fingers were entwined with the nigger’s black cock. The dick was so thick, so large that my wife’s hand looked as small as a child’s. This was, of course, an incredibly stimulating sight. The Negro, too, was bowing his head, watching what was going on. My wife was a little startled when she started pulling him towards her.

– “Come on…” my wife said in English, “Come put your big dick in my mouth come on… Ohhhh come on fuck my mouth…”

He was saying these words in such a way and he had such an expression on his face that no one could object to this request. It was clear that the Negro had never thought of protesting. He quickly passed in front of my wife. From where I was, I could only see the nigger’s back. I immediately changed my seat and went to the side. The nigger’s huge cock was now only inches from my wife’s face. God, it was so big.

Then I saw my wife stick her tongue out and point it at the head of the huge black cock she was holding tightly with one hand. He was so concentrated on what he was doing that he had stopped sitting up on his dick. The provocativeness of the black-and-white contrast was before my eyes once again. The face of a white woman contorted by the immense pleasure of a huge black cock that she sat on and sucked deep into, and yet another huge, black and hardened black cock. This magnificent sight became even more terrific as my wife’s tongue began to lick her huge head. I saw the nigga’s body shake. A little more tucked in. My body was also trembling with pleasure. The hole in the nigger’s dick was huge too. From time to time large white drops would appear in that hole, and my wife licked them hungrily. Suddenly something amazing happened. A deep grunt came out of the nigger’s mouth and his semen started squirting in my wife’s face. Its white, viscous seeds rained down on my wife’s cheeks, nose, eyes, and hair in successive, unending salvos. This made him go crazy too. His body was twisting, trembling, trembling. His head was tilted back now. The nigger was still ejaculating, her semen now hitting my wife’s neck and seeping down into her breasts.

My wife was quick to recover, though. He straightened his head and tilted his upper body slightly forward. I saw her mouth open wide and her curved, fleshy lips pressed against the big head of the nigger’s cock. Meanwhile, he had both hands on the Negro’s waist, pulling him towards himself. He clearly wanted that big, black dick in his mouth now, that the nigger would fuck him in the mouth. But he still didn’t let go of the huge wooden dick in one hand. The Negro himself was now aware of what was being asked of him. His hips twitched and he began to gently insert his dick into my wife’s mouth and pull it out. Although only a third of that huge cock could get into my wife’s mouth, even that was enough to get the cock’s head up her throat.

Then my wife got excited too. His hips were moving left and right, back and forth. It was as if the other big nigger dick in the ass wanted to break his dick, or rip it off from where it was attached. After a while, her hips started to move up and down. Powering from his feet, he began to sit up and sit on the lap of the nigger below him. His movements were getting bigger and bigger. From where I stood, I could see that huge black dick that comes out of her pussy every time her hips rise and goes all the way down to her bottom every time she sits down. I was mesmerized. My wife was getting fucked right in front of my eyes by two huge niggers with big dicks. Both from your cunt and from your mouth. I could see from the movements of his body what a delight he was in. It was as if he had flown. He was deeply fascinated by the magic of being fucked, of being fucked like that.

Of course, the Negroes were flying too. The movements of the one standing and fucking my wife in the mouth were hardened and accelerated. He was now brutally shoving her cock into her little mouth. The nigga my wife was sitting on her lap was also smoke. His dick must have been stuck in the little pussy he was in, just like in a vice. With his huge hands, he grabbed both of my wife’s breasts and pinched them. His eyes were fixed down on her rounded hips as they rose and fell into his lap. Then I saw him pull his right hand from my wife’s breast and raise his eyes to her hips, which he could not tear off. He had all of his fingers curled, only his middle finger extended. I immediately understood what he wanted to do. The target of that finger had to be that seductive, fuckable asshole he had just sucked and licked, or ate, as my wife called it.

I realized that I was wrong when my wife’s whole body shook.

When he got himself together, he opened his eyes and looked me in the eyes. He couldn’t speak because his mouth was full of a huge dick. But he was telling me his feelings with his eyes. He was overwhelmed with pleasure.

In the meantime, the magnificent fuck in front of my eyes was in full swing. And now, there was something in my wife’s ass. This caused him to move even more, his hips to rise a little higher with each upward movement, and each time he descended, he began to smash into the nigger’s lap. Every time he went down, that big dick was buried deep in his ass, and the nigger’s long finger was buried in his ass. Suddenly the nigger started making animal noises. God, the dude was spitting his seeds right into my wife’s womb, filling her little pussy with niggas semen. Almost at the same time, the nigger who was fucking my wife’s mouth also exploded. My wife’s throat started to play. He was trying to swallow the nigger cum that was gushing into his mouth. But he was not very successful in this regard. His body was beginning to shake in waves. She had just left herself in the lap of the nigger beneath her, but the back and forth movements of her hips continued at full speed and gradually turned into a spasm. That’s why he couldn’t hold the dick in his mouth any longer. That huge, black, horn-thick dick was still gushing out from his lips when he broke free. His whole face was now soggy semen. Then they all stopped at once and just collapsed, so to speak.

I didn’t know how long it took. But the first to pull himself together was the nigger my wife was sitting on her lap. This was normal, of course. His friend had reached the pinnacle twice, he alone once. His balls should still be full. His dick was still buried deep in my wife’s cunt and his tiny ass. First, the nigger’s hips moved. He was pressing his dick with all his weight into the belly of my wife, who was sitting on top of him, wanting to push it a little more, as if it were possible. Then with the other hand, he grabbed my waist and started to lift her hips from his lap. His finger was still in his ass. It was so strong that the nigger could easily lift it. Finally he came out of my big cock pussy. This gleaming black allame, soaked by both its breast waters and its own offspring, was indeed eye-catching. Then he pushed forward a little and slowly pulled out my wife’s hips and her ass finger. His long fingers gripped one of my wife’s thighs and pulled him aside. I was very excited when I suddenly realized what he wanted to do. God, that was a really scary thing.

– “My lover is going to fuck my ass…” my wife groaned,

I couldn’t do anything else. I was mesmerized. The nigger’s finger he’d just pulled out of my wife’s ass must have made her loose, that freaking little hole popping open, but how was he going to get a cock that big? I watched with full attention as the nigger lowered my wife’s hips back into his lap. Of course, I couldn’t quite see everything. But I knew from my wife’s whole body trembling that the big head of that black dick was starting to hit the target. The nigga lowered her hips a little more.

He had given himself entirely to the hands of the nigger. As far as I understand, he did not even think of adjusting his sitting speed by taking strength from his legs. The nigger was determined to fuck her in the ass, put that big cock in her tiny ass, and it was clear that my wife wanted it madly. She had her upper body back, leaning against the nigger’s chest. His eyes were closed again. By the way, the black’s state was also smoke. The narrowness of the ass he was trying to put his dick in had enchanted him. Moreover, he realized that there was no objection from this leading woman, and that she was even taking great pleasure in it.

When my wife’s whole body began to tremble and shake, the nigger’s eyes widened. I knew from my experience that now his ass is even tighter, his dick must have been crushed as much as possible. Though the nigger didn’t know, I also knew that that little asshole would open suddenly and thoroughly from now on and be ready to take that big nigga dick as it was. My excitement had reached its peak again. Seeing my wife’s body calm down, I waited with all my nerves tense. My wife leaned against the nigger’s chest. Immediately after, he left himself like a bag. The nigger wasn’t holding him too tight, as far as I could tell. Those dazed hips, they landed with unbelievable speed into the nigger’s lap. Huge, black nigger dick, it just disappeared. God, my wife had taken it all in. That unbelievably big nigga dick was just as it was in his little ass. At the same time, his waist began to come once again.

When he regained consciousness, my wife’s eyes went back to the nigger who had just fucked her in the mouth. He, like me, was busy contemplating, as if fascinated, the magnificent view my friend and wife had created. The huge, black cock that had just exploded twice in rapid succession and squirted all over my wife’s hair, from her hair to her breasts, from her lips to the bottom of her throat, was like a pile again. This made my wife’s eyes shine. He turned his head and looked directly into my eyes once more.

Then I saw him lean his back against the nigger’s chest he was sitting on his lap. At the same time, he gathered his feet and tucked the thin heels of his shoes on the edges of the table. His knees were wide apart. Thus, another unbelievably beautiful landscape emerged. Now the nigger standing and I could clearly see that the nigger’s dick sitting under my wife was buried deep in her little ass. Only his balls, which looked like big bags, remained outside. The raven-black color of her skin was so incompatible with my wife’s pale skin that my blood almost boiled. But it didn’t end there, of course. It’s obvious that my wife’s ass is pushed to the very edge, only one finger on her ass, her little cunt that is wide open because she just took the same cock and still can’t close, with all its giddiness and charm, it blew my mind. His lips were wide open. The gelatinous, white semen oozing out of him streamed down and wet the balls of the nigger below.

Of course I knew what my wife wanted to do. My wife wanted the second nigga’s dick too. She wanted to fuck herself with two niggers at once. While one nigga got his dick in his ass, he wanted another cunt.

My wife loved to be fucked in the cunt and ass at the same time. I knew this very well. I can’t even remember how many times I’ve watched him fuck her like that until now. There were times, of course, when one of the dicks that got in your pussy or ass was mine. Each time, my wife was on the verge of going crazy with pleasure. But I knew it was something he loved even more than that. It was also eating three dicks at once. One in your pussy, one in your ass, the last one in your mouth.

The nigger standing there, his eyes fixed on my wife’s crotch, seemed fascinated. Meanwhile, the nigger downstairs was also moving and was already starting to shove his unbelievably big cock up my wife’s tiny ass. This made the scene before our eyes even more fascinating. The huge dick that went in and out of her ass was causing my wife’s cunt’s lips to open and close as well. He was now resting his upper body on the chest of the black man below him. His head was slightly tilted back. Then he brought the wooden cock he was still holding close to his face. I saw his tongue sticking out and starting to wander around the head of the huge thing. The scenery was unbearable.

The nigger standing must have been thinking and feeling the same way as I was, for he suddenly got up and stretched out his hands, grabbed his friend’s knees between my wife’s legs, and pulled them apart. Then he fell to his knees on the ground and entered between them. He was suddenly in a great hurry. He grabbed her big dick with his right hand and snuggled in a little more. Their hips swung forward in a rough motion. In an instant, he had it all the way to my wife.

My wife was moaning and shouting

He was speaking English again. But as far as I can tell, the niggers weren’t in a position to wait for a request from him anyway. Unlike the first time, they were both ambitious this time. As he lifted his lower hips as hard as his position allowed, and thrust his huge cock into my wife’s tiny ass, the other one was going back and forth in that beautiful cunt that was holding his cock tightly with all his might.

Then his whole body began to shake. It seemed to be draining once again. Caught between two niggers, he was almost fluttering. But they didn’t even care. They were fucking my wife almost blindfolded. They were squeezing that black, huge, unbelievably big black dicks, in the cunt, in the ass. They didn’t even think of giving him a chance to catch his breath, to collect himself. As a natural consequence of this, my wife was contracting incessantly, one after the other. So much so that he was always above the clouds, as if he had embarked on a long, endless journey. His whole body was shaking constantly. Because of this, he couldn’t control his feet, he couldn’t keep the heels of his shoes on the edge of the table anymore. The solution came from the nigger who was getting between her legs and pumping his big cock in her cunt. Your man is black, their huge hands grabbed my wife’s legs from the back of her knees and began to hold them in the air. So the nigger opened it like a plate in front of him. Now she was more passionately pumping, thrusting her unbelievably large cock in and out quickly, the tiny but wide-opened one in front of her. Every time he licked, his huge balls were sticking to his friend’s balls.

I was aware that my wife was about to pass out with pleasure. By the way, I was not inferior to him. However, I didn’t even touch my dick. With trembling fingers, I untie the front of my pants and stick my throbbing dick out. Still, I was careful not to overdo it.

Suddenly something terrific happened, and the two niggers began to ejaculate simultaneously, grumbling. God, these two cannibals were pouring their virility into my wife. Niggas gushing deep in my wife’s cunt and ass at the same time. I couldn’t contain myself anymore. I started to ejaculate all of a sudden. The first salvo slammed into my wife’s stomach, making a wide arc in the air. But he wasn’t even aware of it. He was still whimpering like crazy.

Then we all stopped. I tucked my dick back into my pants. The first to gather in the trio before my eyes was the nigger between my wife’s legs. Pulling his dick out of my wife’s cunt, he got up slowly and dropped the hem of her gown down. But meanwhile, I could see that huge cock slowly descending and starting to dangle between her legs. It was gleaming, drenched with juices and seeds. Of course, it took some more time for my wife to recover. But at last he put his feet on the ground and rose slowly from the lap of the nigger beneath him. As the dick in her little ass came out, she made such a plop sound that I suddenly felt my blood ignite again. Finally, the Negro sitting on the table stood up. His dick had come down quite a bit now, but he was still huge.
My wife’s condition was devastated, of course. Her hair, her face, her neck, between her breasts, her stomach, her legs, in short, were all covered in sperm. His hair was messy. That newly bored expression on his face was terrific. It was clear that we couldn’t go out like this. My eyes began to look around for something that could wipe it clean. The only cloth was the curtain that closed the door of the cottage. I took my wife by the hand and brought her to the door. Then I cleaned her face, hair, neck a little with the curtain. When she straightened her combed cotton, she disappeared from the spawn between her udders, but the thin cloth was now wet and stuck to her breasts. He, too, was scraping the semen on the bare parts of his stomach with his fingers. While I bent down and tried to wipe her legs as much as possible with the curtain cloth, my wife began to lick her fingers one by one.

– “Mmm, it tastes so good darling…” he said to me.

God, I had a woman who was insatiable. Then I realized that he still hadn’t let go of the wooden cock in his hand. I reached into my pocket, took out some money and left it on the table in the middle. It was obvious we were going to buy that dick. My wife and I held hands and went out of the hut into the sun. My eye caught the old black man right in front of us. He completed his hippo, waiting for me. We walked towards it. I wanted to get it too.

Naturally, all the black men around, even the old man waiting for me, had their eyes on my wife again. It was impossible not to realize that he had just been fucked. The big black wooden dick he was holding tightly in his hand was like proof that he still wanted to be fucked, that he was still after a black dick.

I held his hand even tighter. I knew that if I were to quit, he would go and find others to fuck himself. However, as soon as I got the hippo, I was thinking of nothing but taking a taxi to our hotel. ‘Cause I wanted to fuck her up and down.

My wife talked nonstop all the way. When we entered our room, I undressed him in front of the door. He let go of my hand and threw himself onto the bed.