She breathed it in, and the heavenly maleness of it made her head spin. She breathed her hot breath on his throbbing cock head just an inch away and w...tched for any kind of reaction. Nothing...except the warmth of her mouth made his cock flex, and a drop of clear pre cum oozed from his slit. 'Oh...my... fucking ...goodness!' she shouted inside her head. 'That does it, man. You are about to receive a blow job, whether or not you wake up.' John's thoughts tumbled wildly in his head as he watched. I was so content, my pussy still pulsating from my strong orgasms. We both then rested, I lay my hand on his chest and held his dick. I thought about my best friend Nicole. What if she saw me here, now. She would be so shocked. I wish i could tell her, but having sex with a thug, a thug with no job, would be gross to her and she would tell me not to do it again. I know this is gross and slutty, but isn’t my happiness important? I think so. I have a nice body and I want to enjoy it. I thought it. I walked over closer to get a good view. Soon my wife sut was on her kneels lockingnthemfemales pussy and the guy was watching stroking his cock. Things started to,pick up the female my slut was eating out started to screem. Soon several,guys walked dove and soon they were feeling her up and pinching her nipples. Soon the female that my wife was eating her pussy guys were starting to cum on her face and tits and the girl pulled my wife up by the pony tail and told her to clean me up and wife. Curiosity got the best of him and he gotup to put it in his player. Maybe it was worth a laugh?Johnson was slouched on the couch with a beer watching sports. There wasa mirror with the residue from a couple lines of coke on the coffeetable. "Hey what the fuck? I was watching that, Dude." Shut up a minute, will you? I want to see what's on this video," Bradsnapped back. He seated himself and did two lines. They settled back andwatched the preliminaries. Brad vaguely remembered the ugly Goth.