I could see her tummy muscles tighten and relax as her body began to react to my stimulation.Her legs began to shake as the sensation began to arouse ...er. Her pelvis was working in unison with each spasm and she was about to cum. She was pulling madly on each nipple. Her vagina began to pulsate, her asshole was puckering. She was cumming. She cried out each time my tongue licked her clit. There was nothing holding her back and she let it all out.Sue’s orgasm had begun slowly and now soon at. “What is it?” Angela asks quickly.Spencer chuckles at her enthusiasm. “The program I’m running has found a hidden program that contains hidden files that is used to transmit information over a secured line.”“That’s it then!”“It very well could be,” Spencer confirms.“So open it and let’s see what it is,” Angela says anxiously.“Alright, alright,” he says tapping the keyboard. “It’s password protected of course. Give me a few minutes or I should save the program.”“That thing is awfully fancy,” she. After this, she was more at ease swinging without me. We did go out and meet couples together, from time to time, but I got more of a rush watching the other husband fucking my wife, then from being with another woman. The sounds and images of my wife being gang-banged by the black men would pop into my head and I would cum on the spot. I felt bad for the other wife and her lack of fulfillment. This happen over and over. After a while we stopped picking up couples. My wife started working as a. Standing after a couple of minutes, I turned and, leaning over to dry my legs, exposed my bare ass to him. After a minute or so I put down the towel. With an exaggerated wiggle of my hips I walked over to the light switch near the door and turned off the light.I quickly ran back to the edge of my bed to watch what he was doing. In the mirror I saw that he was leaning against the wall and was really jacking off. I watched him stroking until I heard a soft grunt, saw his hips thrust forward and.