This would have been one of the most embarrassing situations for both of us. I don’t think either my dad or his mom would have understood or forgive... either of us for being this way.We went back to our rooms to get dressed and then came back downstairs to clean up and put everything back in its place, spraying the area with some natural clean air freshener to clear up any lingering tell-tale scent of sex.It was less than half-an-hour until my step-mom walked into the house with my dad coming in. I had a sudden irrational thought, 'If Robert wanted me to fuck another man, maybe I should just go a head and do it.' I'd been faithful to him for the ten years I'd known him, and believe me -- when I say that I've had plenty of opportunities.As I stood in the hallway looking in on the two men I found myself wondering what it would be like to actually "be" with a black man. And the fact that Leon was a bit of a stud muffin didn't hurt. I suddenly realized that I was aroused by the possibility. Lizzy could hardly wait to feel the strength of his arms around her, his naked body pressed against hers and his hard cock pressing against her wet pussy. She could feel the fire in her body as she thought about being tied arms behind her, breast bound tight, nipple clamps biting into her newly pierced nipples, ball gag tightly plugging her mouth, the feel of the flogger, cane, paddle and belt striking her ass, legs, back and tits.Lizzy could not keep from rubbing her clit as she thought about. I have to swallow to keep the cum out of my windpipe, and as I swallow, Thomas's cock passes all the way into my throat. I feel a little panicky, with my arms pinned down by my wife's legs and body. I am strong enough to push her off, but it would take a second, and in the meantime, my airway is completely blocked by Thomas's cock. I try to breathe through my nose, but I am blowing bubbles of something... snot? saliva? cum? Thomas withdraws and I get a quick breath before he rams back in. He.