As I made a meal of his hairy ass hole my wife took over sucking his cock, he kept asking her if it was bigger than her pathetic husbands useless cock... all she could do was reply MMMmmmmm. Finally he pushed me off and ordered me to guide his hard black pole into my wife's gaping pussy as she eased herself down sitting on his lap, her pubic mound in line with my face.I watched in awe as the huge black cock disappeared into her, stretching her sopping pussy farther than it had ever been, she. "Mr. Hon has been in your office for fifteen minutes," she said to me, the stress in her voice was obvious."What!?" He's early, and he doesn't look happy." Janie, why couldn't you have sent me a text message or something?" I did."I looked down at my phone and saw the text. My ringer had been off. Now both worried and furious with my own mistake, I headed to my office. I needed a calm approach to navigate this deal and I'd just sabotaged myself.I closed the door behind me. "Mr Hon! I'm so sorry. "Hello, Melanie. Would you like to do a modelling job for me at my cottage?" Yes, if I can. When do you want me?" I'm afraid it's rather short notice, but it's for a special class this evening and most of tomorrow. Just four advanced students."I had nothing arranged, so I agreed to do it. David continued, "Do you know of another model who'd like to come along? What I want to do is to portray two lesbians if we can get someone."Now I was more than a little interested. I had just the person in. Perhaps you should talk to the doctor and see what he says. See if there is anything we can do to help.” Philippa’s face brightened. “Now I know why I love you so much. You always support me.” She kissed her husband softly on the lips. “What about you John. Do you believe there is anything after…..” Her voice trailed away and died in a faintly whispered uncertainty. “You mean after we die darling?” John saw how serious his wife’s face looked and realized now was not the moment to be flippant..