"Can I fuck you?" he asked, his face exhausted. "Please" I said, hinting towards a beg. His arms wrapped around my shoulders as he pulled me upwards t... sit on top of his legs, his cock throbbing and twitching as I sat centimetres close to it. "How..." he said, pointing to my wet pussy."Girl likes it rough" I said, almost laughing. A smile plastered across his face as he moved my hips towards his, tugging his hips forward I felt my pussy lips get closer to his cock, slowly he moved. I was so wet. My connection was super spotty and intermittent so I only received parts but they had me on video as they sat at home, my wife with a glass of wine and her pretty white lace thong showing between her slightly parted legs and the raised dress. Unfortunately, the next thirty minutes were garbled with no video but I stayed on the line with them as they talked, flirted and kissed. I only received bits and segments of frozen video and garble but I got a clean 12-15 seconds of my wife being naked on. His cock slid easily into my well stretched pussy. I could feel Jim's cum squirting out of me as Steve kissed me deeply and began to stroke me."Can you feel his cum," I asked?"Oh yes, you're pussy has never felt so hot and wet," he replied as he lifted himself up on his hands and began stroking me deeply and strongly.Jim knelt next to me offering me his softening black cock. I pulled him into my mouth and started to suck on him. I could taste our combined juices. Steve lowered himself and lay. Mr. Baker chose that moment to reach out and touch my arm. I turned my head, which I had turned toward the front of the room after Mr. Brown's questions, to get a good look at him. His hair was a dirty blonde and cut close to his head. It looked just right for running your fingers through. His eyes, a piercing blue grey, were looking into mine. His lips, a soft looking pale pink pair, were turned up slightly in a mischievous grin. He knew they had me and he wasn't going to give me time to.