My wife had this fantasy that she wanted other people to look at us when we had sex so we mostly let the curtains stay open so that people in building... on the opposite side of the street could see us through the hotel window. It was of course not easy to know if somebody was looking but that didn’t matter. It was the feeling that someone could if they wanted that turned us on.On one trip we stayed at a newly built hotel which was shaped as a “U”. We checked in and took the elevator to the 9th. My mind told me that this was the right thing I needed to do. I had been sexually starved for a long time. I wanted this black man to make love to me. I then unbuckled his belt and zipped his pants open. I pushed his pants and boxers to the floor as I looked at his freed cock inches in front of my face. I knew what to do from watching videos and reading the porn stories. His cock was as big as I have seen in our DVDs. His cock was a giant compared to Jake’s. I knew he would be. Her abode was a small unit with an average garden. He didn’t get time to knock for a time had been set and she was eagerly waiting and had observed him arrive. “Come in, come in”, she excitingly gasped and what surprised him was that she immediately took hold of his fingers and led him into her lounge room. He didn’t object but observed that the photo that was on her profile must have been taken some time back for the woman that was now clinging to him was sloppy in dress, her hair didn’t seem. " Then she slumped down on him as if in exhaustion.As I silently closed the door I heard my son say, "Okay baby, now it's my turn, roll over and lets see how long I can last."The fear came back to me again, over powering my lust. He hadn't cum in her yet, but he was going to. And I had seen them fucking and knew he wasn't wearing a rubber. Damn, what could I do?I knocked on the door. Then I opened it and walked into the room. Both Brad and Jennifer were struggling to cover themselves with the.