"I have to go" she quickly said and got into her car."Tomorrow, at the track see you there." Kent said.Molly smiled. "I will be there. I am just getti...g started." I bet you are." Kent replied as Molly drove away.Molly was in deep thought, all the sudden she saw bright headlights coming up from behind her. She glanced back in the review mirror and the headlights were getting closer, real fast. She went to hit the gas, but slammed on the brakes. There was a car sitting a crossed the road blocking. ...but then again why not. My fantasy scene was always the same thing, over and over, and it would make any married man smile to know that his wife's hottest fantasy was the two of them with a random hot Black or Latina chic! Especially my husband.....As the Host leads us through the corridor to the back of the establishment, my mind is racing, my heart is beating faster with each step, and my pussy is wet, really wet. I grab my husbands hand and briefly brush against his crotch, it's rock. ’ she continued, almost moaning out that last word. I managed to start breathing again, panting heavily. ‘I…’ I started, but struggled to find my words. They were lost somewhere in the spinning of my head and fluttered by in my mind. ‘Won’t last long.’ I finally managed and she giggled in my ear and stepped away from me and… it hurt. Not only was my crotch aching and pulsating, but I felt like I needed her body pressed against mine and my arms lingered in the air for a moment. I think I almost. I pushed myself up onto my hands and knees and took him into my mouth, I could still taste the cum residue on his cock. Just as I thought he was going to blow once more Steve and John pulled out simultaneously and switched positions with me then taking Steve into my mouth. It wasn't long after they switched that Steve blew his load right down my throat and I swallowed every drop. John pulled out and told me to turn onto my stomach so he would look at my face while he fucked me. As he re-.