I was amused when I found Greta’s magical box open on the side table and a mountain of clothes on the bed but no bags in evidence. “I thought you ...ere packing?”She indicated the box, “I need a bigger one.”I sighed and said, “Get your backpack for me.”She did. While she emptied it out, I retrieved a crystal from my box. I inspected her pack and found a good place to wedge the crystal and put a spell on the bag.“If you fill that, good luck to you,” I told her.She kissed me and then started. She took about 6 inches of the 8 at the beginning before gagging. She pulled off swallowed her slobber and looked up at me and said “this is a challenge, I want to get lipstick at the base of your cock” She began her way down again and again eventually getting close, but not all the way. She had me lay on the bed and straddled my face as she went to work in more earnest. I ran my tongue into her used pussy and she was still sweet tasting. I could feel her lips go deeper on my shaft but I could. ’I was standing beside them and watched first as Fiona raised her legs and put them over his shoulder. His cock slid in her so easily and suddenly all 9 inches of it disappeared inside my wife.I was only inches away from them as I saw this black man pounding my wife’s cunt. The look on her face was sensational. Her face was a picture of lust and sexual satisfaction. Her eyes were closed and her lipstick coated mouth was open.I glanced down at the cunt and her juices were already soaking his. I was curious to know why, and having some Dutch courage in me, decided to ask him if it was because he wanted to spend time with me.Without hesitation, he blurted out YES!That kind of stopped me in my tracks. I was stunned at his response and I think my heart actually stopped for the briefest of moments. Did he actually say that he wanted to spend time with me, or did I hear him incorrectly? I asked him to repeat what he said."I got rid of my friends so that I could spend some time with you".