Tom was from Atlanta and we lived in the UK and, even though we spent a lot of time in the States our paths had never crossed. There wasn’t a lot To... didn’t know about us and he’d seen plenty of pictures of my wife fucking and sucking other guys. My wife and I were involved in the MFM side of the lifestyle, and I was hoping that when we finally met him, Tom would be added to the long line of guys we’d had fun with. Last year it finally happened when we flew into JFK instead of our usual. She reached behind her back; unclasped the straps and the bra was discarded. There was another round of applause and cheers from my buddies.I moved next to her. I stood behind her and once again she raised her hands behind her head while I cupped her round boobs.My erection was huge in my trousers and I could not resist pushing my groin against her buttocks. As I fondled her tits I rubbed my hard dick up and down against her black thong. I noticed most of my mates were now rubbing their own. Chris answered & after a few words handed it to me." Tamara (her roomate ) wants to talk to you. puzzled I took the phone. "hey Tam, whats up?" Her voice was slurred badly, she was hammered! " Guy I need you to come get me please, I'm so fucked up I will get arrested if I try to walk home." Tam, I just finished a 12 hour shift, I'm beat, take a cab." I'm broke, please! I'll make it worth your while." She begged."how are you going to due that if you have no money?" however you want" "well the. But he pulled back enough for me to breathe, then right back down my throat again. I was shocked that I didn't throw up all over him, but I guess I was to busy gagging to do that. When he pulled out of my mouth and I seen how far my spit was down his cock, I felt a bit of pride that I took that much, I mean he had to have had a good 9 inches in my mouth and throat, but what scared me was there had to be a good 4 inches that wasn't wet with my spit. Chad then pulled me up like I was a feather.