“Now,” Lazarus husked, tightening the scalpel to his throat again. “Okay, okay,” he panted desperately, his heart kicking up another notch as ... warm drop of blood trickled down his neck. “Open your mouth, angel,” he said to Gabi. “-ike -is?” she asked innocently, parting her lips and hovering them over his glans. The hint of a smile played at the corner of her mouth while she looked up at him with doe eyes, batting her long, black eyelashes. “Uh huh,” he gulped, unable to believe this beautiful. I saw her buck her hips into his fingers as they pumped in and out of her soaking crack. Ana moaned and all of a sudden she came crying there in front of me. I felt completely humiliated but my cock was hard watching my slutty wife being finger fucked by this black stud. Martha was also excited by the situation. I saw her face was flushing; her breathing fast and her nipples were sticking out. Then I knew that she was very interested in seeing her lovely cousin having a hot fuck with that black. Throw a net in the middle and that makes each half nine meters square. For the metrically challenged, that works out to six inches shy of thirty feet on a side. As long as we got the ball in that box that was ten yards on a side more times than the other team did, we were doing OK. A shot now and then into a small part of that space that didn't have any players in it was icing on the cake. Coach had reduced the size of the box from ten yards a side to about one by having the ball returned to. Now as pleased to see them as I was I was also a little hung over, and not sure I was in the mood for being frisky. So I put the box on the floor, took a quick pic and posted it to my Twitter fans and climbed back under the duvet.Within minutes I started to here the ping of my phone as the replies came in, comments about "wishing they were here", "I was going to have a lot of fun" requests for pics etc. Answering all these messages started to get my juices flowing and before I knew it I was.