"Fuck, your mom can't do this shit, feels so fucking good" he moaned and my choking sounds and tears came out from his massive size. When I gasped for...air, I asked "Please, can I ride it again?", he smiled again with that smirk and said not yet, and pushed my head into his cock, pushing down hard so I would choke on it. As I took it out of my mouth to get air, his cock now had a nice thick layer of my spit, shinning like a plastic layer. I bended over infront of him, lifting my butt up, like a. Sue's very hard nipples told us something about the situation was turning her on. Between quiet moans, I saw Art staring up and down Sue's nearby body, bug eyed and leaning on his cane. It tapped with his shakes. When she turned toward me, Sue's skirt hem rose almost to panty level. Her creamy thighs were displayed just an inch from Art. I wondered how long he'd resist touching them. Curious what it would be like to fully share my beautiful young wife with such an older man, I pushed her back. Wendy stood there in her tight jeans, platform heels and a red top with a split front exposing the fact that she wasn't wearing a bra. Tara said that she needed to contact her manager as the type of room that Wendy had been assigned was fully occupied. A young black man arrived, his name was Dalton, a name Wendy recognized. He asked Tara to arrange a drink for Wendy while he reviewed the booking. Dalton gave Wendy a wink, asking if it was alright if a superior suite would be acceptable for her. Is that accurate? …. Good. I’m glad he’s being honest. Too many men with small penises are embarrassed into dishonesty, and that leaves too many women dissatisfied, which is not something I’m ok with. … hm mh… I’m glad you trained him early to focus on your pleasure. Too many women are not comfortable with that necessary approach. Now...about his masturbation...did you know he play with himself once or twice a month as a way to relieve sexual pressure and tension? … Yes, it was smart of you to.