One had a buzzed flat top and the other had short curly hair. Both had mustaches. (I think it’s a sign of Hispanic masculinity to sport some kind o... facial hair.) I watched with perverted thirst as first one and then the other started to pee. I’ve never played around in water sports, but I confess the idea of it makes me hotter than hell. One of them skinned back his foreskin and showed his full cock-head, the other didn’t bother, pissing right out of this hooded head. This was making me. . Oh so good. Mmm oh yes Joe, right like oooh!? I couldn't tell you what I said beyond that moment as I melted into moans and half spoken, incoherent words. Both my pussy and I wept sweet tears of joy for Joe at that moment. It had been so long and he was just so damn good at getting me off. ?You okay?? he asked looking up at me once my second orgasm faded away. ?Yeah, I just... you know how I am.? I said. The tears I sometimes shed when having an orgasm are something that. Everyone seemed nice, and I noticed all the men ogling my wife's sexy fit body, and the white slut wives couldn't stop checking my large cock hanging down the leg of my sports shorts.I agreed to pop over on Friday night to Dave's house and attend their weekly poker game. I did explain I wasn't really a card player, but they insisted it was more a guy's night of drinking and chatting shit.I looked at Dave's wife, she was around 5"10 with a slim waist, big round ass and really nice big round tits. The trouble was they wanted to fix the interview so that they would be made to look good whilst she would be made to look ditzy and fluffy" Faith said. "This would damage her credibility and she would never get taken seriously after that, and would no longer be a threat to their male bastion"!"If we agreed to help them with this then they would get their top magicians to perform for a charity of our choice. Well you know how we newshounds love our charities don't you!" Faith said with mock.