.” Tom noticed again how Mark’s voice would drop just a bit, but then pick back up in a rush.“I uh...I don’t know. I just thought it was fun,�...� Mark said. “Would be cool to do it again sometime. If you wanted. To, um, look at pictures, and…”Tom was no less confused about where things seemed to be heading. But he couldn’t deny that he was enjoying it immensely. At the same time, he didn’t want to scare the shit out of the guy.“Listen, Mark, I don’t want you to think I’m some old pervert. I’m. Anita’s favorite video was about two huge hung black men double teaming her, as she was screaming loud and moaning with pleasure, begging those niggers to fuck her even harder…Matt could not believe his luck, as he enjoyed watching into the screen. I said that I would go in a rush to my office, since I needed some more papers.The black guy said he would finish the task, after watching the full video. I was sure poor Matt was going to jerk himself once alone.Two hours later I came back, finding. I slipped it on and tied the belt loosely around my waist.I made my way to the kitchen and found someone had brewed a fresh pot of coffee. Pouring myself a mug and sipping it slowly, I started to feel human again. I wandered around the house to find and say thank you to whoever had made the coffee.Kevin was at work on the computer in Dawn's study. I stood in the doorway, propped my elbow on the door frame, and said, "Morning."Kevin startled a bit and then turned around in his chair. "Good. Helen stood behind me, trying not to block anyone's view of my wife's splayed open pussy and star muscle, and watched as I dipped into her asshole with my tongue then lapped up the stream of ambrosia between her lips and deep into her sweet pussy depths.After moaning my delight, I said I knew where this beautiful little ass has been and what had been inside it, (at least I thought I did until her wanton public show today) so I was fine to be tasting its muskiness. As I said that, I pushed two.