I went straight upstairs and knowing she would be coming up soon to either scold me or apologize (I wasn't sure which) I went straight into my bedroom...and pulled my pants and underwear to the floor leaving the door open, I went into the bathroom.my wife has always told me I am somewhat "Blessed", I have an 8 1/2" long c*** which is quite thick, I stood in front of the mirror at the sink, C*** in hand stroking it, I heard her come upstairs, Searching for me, I heard her go to the kitchen, Living. My wife is in a hotel room in another city with two black men. I just watched her fuck and suck them both, and my dick is harder than a rock. Before I can do anything about it, the camera moves again.“How’s that” I hear one of them ask the other. “A little higher” I hear the other reply.“How’s that?”“Good” he says. One was looking at the monitor while the other positioned it for a stationary shot. On my monitor, Holly is in profile straddling the first guy. Her hands are moving up and down in. When we talked outside he said how proud he was of me that I’m getting serious with such a nice woman.”“Do I need to remind you fuck-o, I’m not a nice woman? I’m your best friend since second grade!”“Listen, he wants to take us up there because he wants to give us the lake house!”“Wait, what?”“He wants to give me the lake-house and he wants us to all be there when he does it. That house is his pride and joy!”“Wow, that must mean a lot to you.”“Everything.”“Well count me out. This is fucking. At just over 5 feet, any time she reached up to put a dish away she was on her toes, toned legs taught beneath a sheer white lycra legging that (thankfully) is acceptable now as a reasonable outfit. The white fabric was thin enough for me to see the outline of a red string sliding over her hips and down her ass. On her tiptoes, I could see her panties hugging a camel toe under her ass. I sight that was familiar with from online photos, but never one I'd encountered in person. My already.