He had come to the bar tonight to celebrate the completion of one journey and beginning of a new one. He had been awe-struck at the show that Angel had put on. Knowing that this was the woman that he woke up next to every morning made it that much better. And then there was the fight, or more realistically the shouting match. She had saved him from a beating through intimidation alone. Was he really man enough for this Amazon of a woman? Would she stay with him, be satisfied with someone like him, or was he just kidding himself?'He heard the key in the door and the sound of her boots entering the kitchen. The door closed and he heard Angel's voice."Paul; Paul, where are you?" Here in the living room," he replied.He heard her footsteps as she walked across the kitchen, down the hall and entered into the room. She had showered and changed into her usual working attire: an Angel Heaven tee-shirt, boot-cut jeans, and her western boots. She walked over to where he was sitting, leaned over. As we stopped again at another set of lights another large black man came over and climbed into the passengers seat, he instructed me to drive down the road to my left, then pull onto the forecourt of a closed down gas station.I knew this was it, there was no place to hide or run, whatever they had planned for us was going to happen now, and there was nothing I could do to stop it. I looked over into the rear of the car, there was Carla sucking on one large BBC whilst being pounded by another. My cock was aching to be released so I could wank whilst watching these might studs pound my wife's married white pussy.I was pulled from the car and lead into the back room of the gas station, my heart jumped into my mouth, there were at least 5 other black men in the room smiling and passing comments about the white boy who had delivered his wife to some real men to fuck for him, so his little white clit could rest for the night.I heard a noise behind me and turned to look, there was Carla.
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