I didn't hear the door open and close again. When I stood up, there was Kristy. I gasped, startled, and then caught my breath.She was wearing the crea...-colored camisole and g-string panties that I'd seen drying earlier in the front room. Her tits stretched the top invitingly, a pair of the most gorgeous tits I'd ever seen. Kristy's cunt was barely covered by the thin flap of material which formed the crotch of the silky panties, and the lace was see-through enough that nothing was hidden."Well,. .. Oh my fucking God!" she moaned I felt her tense up, her cloying wetness, like a velvet glove urging me to let go, squeezing and releasing, squeezing and releasing. Her fingers raked across my back, leaving a chevron of welts as she came again, triggering my orgasm.I felt the rush of sperm course up my shaft, my cock expanding and contracting as it pushed my essence deep into her still pulsating pussy. My helmet exploded, splashing great gobs of warm white cum deep in her demanding birth. I parked between Sam and Susan and we walked to the front together.Most of the admission paperwork had been prepared in advance. The admitting nurse led Tamara to an examination room. There was some triage that they had to do. The nurse told us where we could wait.Lena snuggled up to my right in the waiting room. "I hate waiting," she said."You are going to have to get used to it for we will be waiting for about twenty-four hours," I replied.Sam spoke up, "Does anyone want anything to drink?" I. I waited a little while but I felt like everyone there was starring at me thinking, "hey dude, do you know what your wife is doing right now". I paid the tab and went to our room where my mind really went crazy. All I could imagine was my wife under this big black man getting her brains fucked out. Could the people in the room next to them hear them? Was he hurting her? Was she liking it? Was I liking it. I was beginning to think so because I had a raging hard on and had to whack off. I barely.