I could see most of this in the rear view mirror. I was having a hard time keeping my eyes on the road and even noticed other drivers looking intently...at the backseat of our car. A huge black man leaning over with some white legs with high heels in the air. Not too hard to figure out what was going on. My wife really started moaning and I could see his fingers pumping rapidly in and out of her pussy. She was so sloppy, the wet sounds were unmistakable. Her one leg kept hitting the back of. Next I took off her bra letting her boobs swing free, her generous tits tipped with raspberry like nipples. Gently I leaned her back onto the floor, her legs opened up as I knelt between them to pay attention to her chest. I was thankful for my experiences with my sister and Jennifer, as now I could repay her in kind for the pleasure she had given me. Her breathing got heavier, and soon she was gasping from the orgasm my caresses had induced in her. She got up after and saying "Come on", got up. I told him that he should go lie down for a while until the booze wore off. Randy said he would help him and grabbed Victor, helping him upstairs to our bedroom.Some moments later, Randy moved up behind me as I was standing close to the kitchen sink and he wrapped his arms around my body.He pushed his semi-hard cock deep into my buttocks. He then ran his hand over my boobs, squeezing my hardened nipples through the thin material of my bikini top.It caused me to gasp and my bum pushed backwards. "What the devil are you talking about?"Annette chimed in, "She's right. That was some performance you put on. I've seen some good actors in my day but you deserve an academy award for the performance you gave tonight. It was really good!" Acting? What acting?" Then I finally realized what Teresa had said to me a minute before. "Did you say role-playing?" I asked.That's when I heard Cheryl say, "Uh Oh!"Suddenly, it was as if someone on my side of the room had just farted. Not a sound could be.