Very slowly I removed the vibe and sat back.Miss had fallen forward and to one side, one leg still across slut’s face. After a moment of panic I saw...that slut was breathing deeply although apart from that was totally still. I guessed that she had fainted again. I stood up and walked round to the side of the bed. I lifted Miss’s legs up and over and slut stirred slightly. She seemed to be fine but, for the second time that day, out for the count. As I moved her leg Miss’s eyes opened and she. Both guys grabbed me and dragged me into the ladies room before slamming the door.Just then, Ana came out of the cubicle and the huge black bartender yelled at her:“I know you American white sluts like sucking cock”“Maybe if you suck mine well enough, I will not beat your cuckold husband.”“No” Anita said, shaking her head and backing away.In answer to my lovely wife, he hit me three more times into the ribs. I was ready but they hurt like hell, making me groan as his mates held me there, unable. She then put the condom at the head of his cock, slowly rolling it along. She was transfixed, staring at the latex covering him. There was not much space, the extra large was proving to be a tight fit, but eventually she had rolled it out all the way. He was right, the extra large size only just covered him.Michael stood, his pants and underpants down around his ankles, his mothers hand holding his cock. He waited. His cock was twitching from Sharon’s attention. He was nowhere near ready to. Then aravind offered to take special sessions for me at his residence once in a week, so that I could cope up with it. On hearing this my mom sounded very happy and thanked him with a big smile. At this point only I began to notice the way he stares t my mom.May be I was wrong, but not he was really peaking into her whole body through his lustful eyes. He never bothered to look at me during this whole conversation. I was wondering if my mom knows about this, but it’s little difficult to guess..