And this was my first-ever time at being a cuckold in reality, and not just in name!I need to emphasize that I was totally supportive of Alicia having...an African bred c***d, instead of one of mine! This was not something being forced onto me by Alicia, or Ahmed. I was there that night fully supportive of it all!Watching as my future bride was taken by Ahmed, I eventually had to masturbate. My libido had become so incredibly inflamed by all I was seeing and hearing, that I couldn't have held out. "Ed, I'm going to give you a sponge bath," Bonnie informed me. "Don't feel shy because I know it will make you feel and sleep better."The light sheet I'd been using slipped down and over my bare feet. All that was left between me and her were my boxers. I felt her fingers slipping inside the waist band."I'm going to have to take these off," she was saying.I know I should have protested but I couldn't. My limp organ began to grow knowing that within a few seconds Mrs. Hot Sexy Sloan was going to. Ethan understood perfectly and grabbed the back of her head forcing her deeper with each thrust. After a dozen strokes, he start applying more and more pressure. He wasn’t going to be able to hold back more than a few more minutes. This angle seemed to be working better! His cock was beginning to get further in! He held her down on one stroke and began attempting to force his cock past her throat barrier. “Swallow Kristin! Get that huge fucking cock down your slutty little throat! Ethan! Press. .. and I just ... assumed! Don’t you get it? I guess that you don’t. He’s into wife-sharing, wife-watching, hotwife stuff, voyeur stuff, you know. Oh, I toss him a little strange now and then when it amuses me, but it’s mostly about him sharing me ... and being very happy to do so!“You’ve always wanted to bed a couple ... I gave you a couple, papi. Reggie and me. I’m sorry that I didn’t ... show you the anklet ... or my tattoos, one of which was your name, another was his. Yours was a tramp.