He stands. “Pull them down.” I pull his pants down. He steps out of them and kicks them aside. He sits back down, his manhood standing proudly fro... his groin. “Suck it.” I lean forward, opening my mouth and claiming my prize. Instinct has me raise my hand and grab the base as I wrap my lips around the head. I feel dizzy and lightheaded as the salty taste of his skin touches my tongue. Before I get half his cock in my mouth, he’s tugging my hair hard, pulling me back. I let go instantly, tears. His moans were loud in my ear, and they grew louder as he started to fuck me at a furious pace. When he started to shoot his come, he held his cock deep inside me. I could actually feel his cock twitching as the come shot into me. The other guys began shouting. Mark grabbed my head with his left hand and turned my face towards his, giving me a deep French kiss as his cock jerked inside me. "Oh yeah, yeah baby." It was the strangest feeling when he slowly pulled his cock out of me, I wanted so. From then on, he was a confirmed cuckold. All the men were finally dressed in the same shame panties. The evening meal was always followed by a sex show. Before the two weeks passed every hotwife was on stage. Each night the performance was more erotic that the evening before. It included multiple sex partners in some manner. One evening the MC selected at random a name of one of the women. The luck lady came up front and was soon writhing naked to the sound of Caribbean drums. Three black lads. You see, the other problem with building up a resistance to live porn was that I'd also started to lose the ability to masturbate. Why do it myself, of course, when I had a bevy of beauties to do it for me? And I especially loved it when my dearly beloved Cameron would be the one to help me out.She didn't participate all the time, of course. From the very beginning she'd resisted every attempt I'd made to take our physical relationship to the next level, and even now I figured that she rationed.