He kept watching, then moved his hip slightly almost hitting me in the face, stopping just short. To this day I don't know why, I opened my mouth and...took in the head. He turned slightly and moved so that I could take more, and I did. " Yessss he moaned as he flexed his hips pushing deeper into my mouth." He backed out momentarily then pushed in again until he hit the back of my throat. I wobbled my head closing my lips tight on his shaft, as I salivated heavily coating his shaft he. I gave a half a glance, and could see that he'd moved of the way towards us, and was again watching our performance. I kept alternately mauling her tits, then her open thighs, then her gaping cunt, occasionally moving so that I could give her long, passionate kisses.I again looked across at him, this time making it quite obvious that I knew that he was watching; this must have been something of a signal to him that we didn't mind his attention, because he now came walking right over and stood. “Tell me, bitch, you have been waiting all morning for my black dick?”Anita barely moaned a “yes”. “I can’t hear you whore!” He shouted angrily.“Yes, yes, daddy, I have waited for your black cock… give it to me, please”Jamal laughed and pushed the head of his nigger cock inside her pussy and my wife let out a loud moan. This time she was fully aware of what she was feeling and pushed back against him. Jamal held back and wouldn’t enter in any further. My wife squealed and bucked trying to get. ”“You’re just being nice,” she demurred.“No, I’m serious. You’re really, really good.”She smiled and we kissed some more.“Hey,” I said, breaking the kiss. “You hungry? I’ve been banging this wild chick all day and I’m starving!”“I know what you mean!” she replied. “This old guy has been buggering the crap out of me and I’m basically malnourished!”We got out of bed and I led us to the kitchen. I wanted to see what she had on hand.“Oh,” Mel said, surprised. “I thought, maybe, we could go out.