I had died and went to heaven. I had never been so stretched and filled before. And just as I was about to cream again I felt his cock swell and then ...hrob, that warm wet feeling of his cum flowing into me triggered my orgasim. We invited the men back to our hotel and continued the party. My black knight was ready for another round. Young black men just like to fuck. It was very strange to be fucking a man I did not know while at the same time all my girlfriends were also fucking men they did. She stood in front of him, only in her underwear and socks. He waited a good, long moment, then motioned for her to turn around. She did. He unhooked her bra, slid it off and gave it to Drake. She covered her breasts with her arms, but not before I got a good look. They were a bit bigger than mine and looked damn good; a thick wave of jealousy poured through me, hot and mean and tasting like metal, or blood. Then another wave hit, pure lust, and me wanting to lick and suck those damn. I felt like saying to hell with dinner and just pulling off the road and fucking her brains out. I hadn't felt this turned on in months. The heady scent of her perfume as well as her actions was driving me up the wall and I didn't think I could wait till we got home, I wanted to fuck her now. Eating dinner was pure hell, every man, and a few women too, kept looking at my wife, and I could tell that they wanted to get her in bed as bad as I did. Of course the looks she was giving some of the men. Yep! We both had had a crush on the same guy at that time. So this got me curious and I wanted to meet this guy as soon as possible so I asked her for his contact number and I saved it in my phone. Then I was able to see his dp. He was looking ordinary, not too hot but I still remember that I had a distinct feeling that I was gonna get really close to him. He looked like my type of guy perhaps. Anyways there were only a few old students at my class who had decided to do A levels in the same old.