He watched their naked bodies shiver and shake, and his balls became very tight. He felt an urgent desire to haul his cock free, dart into the room, a...d plunge his hard prick right up his wife's spasming asshole.The one thing that held him back was his inhibitions. Although they had been crumbling lately, they were still there.As he stood there, he heard his wife groan loudly, her mouth still stuffed with Joey's cock. He saw her asshole tighten, then her naked ass trembled. He watched as Sandy. The fancy ones didn’t serve steaks on the bone. It was always a New York Strip, Fillet Mignon, or a Rib Eye. The high priced steakhouses had asparagus, baked potatoes or fancy mashed potatoes for sides. They served garden salads with fancy dressings.The problem was that he liked a good sized Porterhouse steak, cooked medium rare. He liked a baked sweet potato with butter, sugar, and cinnamon as a side, and a lettuce salad with Thousand Island dressing. This particular chain delivered exactly. I was the main attraction, to the point that we were filmed again, as noted before. Then I felt and heard Mariamne cum while she plowed my backfield, her hips bucking even harder just as mine did.Just then, the front door opened one more time, and boy was this one a shock to my system.“Hank? Wow ... things have sure changed with you!” Alicia Simpson, my high school crush and very briefly my girlfriend, exclaimed as she saw Mariamne pull out of my gaping butthole.“Alicia?” I reacted with. Grabbed the video camera I had hidden, and took several close ups of her pussy overflowing with nigger cum and then I left the house. Her husband was in for the video of his life, but first I knew that I wanted to head home to do some editing. You see, I knew that I was not done with this slut wife. I knew that she was already hooked on black cock after just that first time and I knew that I was going to keep on fucking her and stretching that married white pussy until it was too big and worn.