Pat became a little quieter at that. "Sven..." she said, "He can't bear me touching him like that; in fact, we sleep in separate beds now." And then, ...n a rare moment of complete candour, she added, "That side of our marriage died a long time ago; he's more interested in going out with the lads and drinking these days."Now Pat is no oil painting to be sure, but she still has her looks, and those hands are so talented. I told her so, and that her other half must be mad to ignore her like that.. Desmond got a huge smirk of satisfaction as I could have sworn he looked my way for a few seconds; but I was not sure. “I knew what you want, whore. You need my black cock inside of you…”My wife more openly said, licking her red lips very viciously: “Yes, I am your whore; I need your black cock inside of me. Please”!!!Hearing my wife pleading for his black cock was almost more than I could bear, but also the hottest thing I had ever experienced. I was in awe, as they both were exuding sexual. They gathered in the rows in front of and behind us, most of them stroking their cocks, some hanging out, others through their pants. I couldn't believe how exciting it was being surrounded by guys stroking their cocks and undoubtedly waiting for their turn to fuck my mouth. "Lick the shaft and suck on his balls Betty" Karen instructed me and without missing a beat I pulled his cock out of my mouth and began licking the shaft of his cock from tip to base, occasionally sucking on just the head.. I replaced my condom and laid down on the bed. She mounted me and guided my cock into her ass. I was amazed at how easy she was able to get my cock in her ass. She was obviously a pro at taking cock in the ass. Even though she was able to get my cock in fairly easy, her ass still did a nice job of gripping my cock as she rode me. It actually felt fairly good but again, the view of other cocks in the room reduced my enjoyment. I tried to cum but couldn't. I really needed a release at this point..