Cristina is a stereotypical Tex-Mex beauty. Long dark hair. Hour glass figures. Nice round ass and big perfect tits.She walked into the hotel bar in a...belted burgundy satin romper with a zipper down the front. She had on high heels. She was trying to walk slow, but she couldn't keep those big tits from jostling.Her husband came in behind her. Chuck. He looked nervous. A fit Vietnamese hipster in a hoodie and skinny jeans.I'd already fucked his wife several times. But chuck and I had never met. In less than five minutes Victor filled my pussy with his warm seed and seconds later the black stranger pumped all his semen between my red lips.The man moaned and then he took off his still hard black dick.Victor and I went back to the car and rather excitedly made our way back home. I had my pussy and mouth filled with cum, but both guys had not given me enough time to feel my orgasm… While driving home I took off my wet thong and inserted the new but plug deep in my tight anus. It felt. I knew what felt good and how to get myself off. I looked to my right and he was sitting side-saddle on the sofa, watching me, matching my strokes. I got lost, watching the movie, watching him, stroking every inch of my shaft to my very engorged head. I was sweating down my chest, and I could smell grass, perspiration, and sex in the room. It was intoxicating. I heard his breathing pick up, and he slid a little closer. "Mind?" I must have nodded no, it was fine because he was inches away from. Miss Ferguson looked away and put her head down onto her forearms.Brian positioned himself behind her and pulled his very respectable rigid penis from under his shirt. He stroked his erection three or four times and came closer to Miss Ferguson. She lifted her head and stared down at her desk top with her tongue clasped in her teeth and showing between her lips. Brian’s cock touched the cunt in front of it and he wiped it up and down the crack. Miss Ferguson’s mouth dropped open and she tensed..