Then there were the clothes we should wear. My wife was irresolute, what does one wear to an orgy? She alternated between wearing something that was d...liberately provocative or something attractive but sensible. I on the other hand was thinking of wearing something that I could shed fast when the time came.And of course, both of us had fantasies about the event, the good fantasies we shared with the other, the other we kept to ourselves."The erotic books make it seem very simple," I commented. I reciprocated with a gentle, smooth, slow blow job. I had to acknowledge my husband. “Thank you for not saying anything, Robert. Yes, I, the woman, may speak. And no, I am not trying to make him cum and he is not trying to make me cum.” Robert directed his comment to Thomas. “I want to see you make her cum.” I overheard and thought, 'Thomas is just enjoying licking my cunt while I suck his marvelous dick.' I raised up and asked, “Who is going to make me cum?” “Us,” he answered. I saw. Noticing video cameras in every room she passed and in the bedroom where Rob was already removing his clothes. “Get those clothes off or I will rip them off of your body for you!” He threatened. Slowly Trinity removed her clothing piece by piece. Trying to forget about the video camera and it’s blinking red light. If she had known that Rob had left strict orders for his wife, Dana, to view every second of Rob fucking Trinity. If she were to try and shut her eyes or turn her head she knew she. . in my boy cunt!" Mark said hastily. "Now, just fuck me!" Being the kind soul that I am I couldn't prolong his agony. There is a certain pain one feels when they need a good fucking and they don't get it. So I moved over Mark and told him to spread out those cheeks for me Then I lined up my fuck stick with his hole. My cock head met Mark's boy pussy and I told him to push like he had to shit. Now, I won't lie. I am not huge in my manhood department. I have about five and a half inches and am.