She was hot.She was a good Christian white girl, tall slim and well dressed, with demure short hair, very short, like a boy. She had a silver cross ar...und her long elegant neck, a tight knit blouse stretched over her small tits, and thin trousers that showed off her tight round ass.It was her smile that made her so attractive though; so open and friendly, flirtatious yet harmless. She was too good for me, too white, too middle class, too Christian. I’m a black bricklayer, a low skilled manual. All my doubt was removed in the next few seconds when I saw Trevor dis- mount my wife and strip naked. As my wife stood up he laid down and she mounted that huge dick and started riding him. She was grinding him for all she had. Her tits were swaying and there was no doubt in my mind that she was now a willing participant. I couldn't take any more of this as I pulled my own dick out of my pants and started stroking it. When I saw James walk over to my wife and offer his dick to her, she started. Why had she done that she wondered, normally she would have thrown her dress into the wash bag that Peter had created so that when they got home the washing could easily be sorted and thrown in the washing machine without unpacking. She reached out and placed her hand on the dress before withdrawing it again and walking away from the chair towards the bathroom.She entered and turned on the light and stared at herself in the mirror.“What the hell are you doing Susan?” she muttered.“You must be. Sounded good to me so she called her mom to get the dates figured out. It was the middle of summer and my boss had already know that I might take my vacation on a moment's notice. He had no problem with that.Robin was 13 yrs old and a major pain in the ass for my wife. They were constantly yelling at each other. I found her to be rather cute with promises of what was going to develope if she turned out like her older sister. We got along very well and I was always sure to never show too.