We walked across the hotel lobby with me trailing and watching my wife strut her stuff. On the elevator they took one and I got on the next with me a...riving on the floor as they were entering our room. Kathy made sure the door was open for me. The room a two-room suite was perfect for me to stay outside the door to the bedroom and watch this whore, my wife perform.The two guys began to undress and Kathy was right with them. The taller of the guys turned to my door and I saw a nice guessing. A second one sat only inches from him. Lacie could smell the coffee on their trays. Lacie only realized how much last night had taken out of her when she tried to crawl over and her left leg simply gave out. Face planting straight into the middle of Master’s bed, Lacie blushed furiously as she picked herself up. Master was laughing so hard he almost choked on a piece of toast. When he had finally cleared the obstruction, he gestured with the remainder of the toast. ‘Love your outfit cutie.’ he. Even more startling was the tear lingering at the corner of her right eye. Before he’d even consciously thought about moving, he had her in his arms. Her breath was warm against his neck as she murmured, ‘Oh, Jake,’ and burrowed into him. Wrapping her arms tightly around his shoulders, she began to cry in earnest. He shushed her softly with tender reassurances as he rubbed his palms up and down her back. Even through the angora sweater, she could feel his body heat and it warmed her as nothing. Almost as an afterthought I told her to get on top of me in a 69. I’d do my best even as I thought I couldn’t cum anymore.It worked shockingly well. Even though my cock was down for the count in an odd way it freed me in ways I’d never imagined. From inches away I could look at his cock stroking in and out of my wife’s pussy and be amazed at how beautiful it looked. That thin membrane of skin making an airtight seal around the base of his cock… you never see that in porn because the action.