Jay let out a groan and arched his back, and I saw his balls spasm, obviously emptying his creamy load into my wife. My wife wrapped her legs around h...s hips, and came with him, and seconds later, I saw his spunk ooze from her well fucked hole.They rested for a moment, then my wife leaned down and sucked his dick clean of their juices. Unlike me, Jays' cock quickly stiffened back to full life, and soon he was working his fucksnake inside my wife's steamy pussy. My wife is normally pretty quiet. Chad was, if you couldn’t guess, a white six-foot-three football star, and built to perfection. This perfection he liked to show off by often only wearing grey sweatpants that outlined his huge cock, along with no shirt to put his ripped physique on display. He didn’t care that she was known across the world, he always treated her worse than the shit on the bottom of his shoes. It made her so fucking angry and annoyed every time he’d use a racist slur on her, but there was a part of her - a. I feel my nips getting hard as I catch myself starring at his package.As we enter the room, I see the female Matre'D / Hostess is wearing even less. She's totally naked except for a very skimpy G-String, and she has bells dangling from each of her nipples. In addition, her make-up appears to be dried cum."Welcome to the Topless Club, ladies," she greets us. "The dress check is to your right. Would you prefer a table in the Main Dining Room or the Golden Room?" The Main Dining Room for now,". He carried a backpack with his clothes. Marcus lifted his left leg ad kicked the bottom boi in the middle of the back. The sissy wailed as he fell forward.“Damn,” Marcus laughed. “I’m pimping you out today.”“Really, sir,” the sissy asked.“Hell yeah! I got three niggas coming over to get in you.”“Do they know I’m a boi?”“One of ‘em does. You got that wig and shit?”“Yes sir!”“I thought I told you to have it on. Get dolled up for Daddy!”The faggot walked right to the bedroom. Marcus followed.