Shaw had finally come to meet me.I stood to the front of the group. Sara and Maggie stood behind and then the other girls arranged behind them. I had ...he incongruous thought that we must look like a rack of ten pins at the end of an alley, Shaw the bowling ball."Oh God, Oh God." Jacqueline could be heard moaning in the rear rank. Sara gripped my left elbow in her right hand and I felt her fear. Iysla was behind, softly calling words of encouragement. I had to be ready for him, his evil had to. Which she felt pain so we did for less time.I felt very special seeing my wife hugging, and getting fucked by another person. He licked and sucked her all over. She was too excited to get fucked throughout the night. We fucked her throughout the night. I enjoyed seeing my wife in love with another person she loved him and his dick a lot.when he was fucking her, I told her to imagine him as her ex lover and shout his name. She did. Like that I made her shout as her MD name, her lecturer name,. Any word of her bisexuality could threaten her position or promotions there Mark explained. I also met Kenya, a tall black woman who apparently came with Luke. Kenya looked like Venus Williams. She had broad strong shoulders and thick thighs, full lips and breasts. She had every attribute I imagined of a female Masai warrior in Africa. She approached me and introduced herself. “You’re with Max, right?” she said. Her voice was deep but friendly.“Yes,” I said. “We came down this morning from. Not to thoughts of my **** ***** of a mother. The image of her bouncing rear end running out of the living room popped into my head. I fondled my ballsmaybe it would be okay to just do that much. I remembered the way her hands were grabbing the back of that guy's thighs and how she was pulling him toward her like she wanted to get his whole **** down her throat. I realized I was stroking **** and let go like it was on fire. This was ******* insane. I thought about the business card. MILF. Mom.