"I'm going to die," I whispered."Yes!" Amita replied.I swear she must have read my mind. She lifted her head up, pulled my shaft down to meet it and s...cked my cock into her hot willing mouth. She placed her hands on my hips, and she drummed a tattoo with her fingers there to tell me to let go and fill her mouth with my cum.It came not a moment too soon! I gripped the headboard so hard that the wood cracked. I needed to make the downward thrust into Amita's mouth slow and gentle. Amita dug her. I moaned softly, as he then replaced his fingers with his hard rock piece of black meat.I cried out as he pushed his huge dick into my rear entry; pain was unbearable. The men standing around started to cheer and make comments as I moaned.All of a sudden, I realized that my body really was going to betray me, as I felt an anal orgasm building. I was unsure whether to try to suppress it, or buck back against him and get myself even closer. He took that choice away from me, as he pushed down on. He put both feet on the tiled floor and tapped his cock on her face before inserting it back into her mouth again.This time she was more involved. Her hands were around him, grabbing at his ass. He liked that. And she was sucking harder, her hair bouncing along with her. She stopped to fix her glasses before sucking some more. And her hand was grabbing his balls, which he loved.“Suck, suck, suck,” he kept saying.“Melissa?” her mother said suddenly from behind the door.He stopped and cursed.. If Anne gets her way, Gary will get to give her a present that she would not unwrap, but unzip.It seems nothing in my life is usual anymore, since we adopted this new open lifestyle. It has been a real revelation to watch her embrace this hot wife role so enthusiastically, maybe a little too enthusiastically. Even though I am questioning the wisdom of this decision, I really can't blame Anne for any apprehension I might have, because it was me that initially brought up this fantasy. Gary lost.