We made eye contact and I likely gave him a nod and a little smile as I walked into the bar.So I sat up at the bar and tried not to be too obvious tha... I wanted to invite him back to my room to be his cock sucker. And when the time came for me to try to close the deal, I turned around and notice another older black man sitting at another table near him, and to be honest, there was a flash in my demented mind to both standing over me with their hard cocks in my hands, and taking turns sucking. So we built the cool down tent, and pointed to a red and white striped canvas tent 12 by 6 feet with multiple two inch holes 27 seven total on all four sides in all at various heights. I said OK its a glory hole. I said why. He told me with all the hadrons around here, you can never have it end. so we realized that unless the cocks were drained. We would be forever yelling jump in the pool. Then we could solve the problem. Your wife he said is in the tent at three. The rush. My wife. A strange mix of emotion was filling her now and she really didn’t know how to handle it. The agitation of the close confines coupled with her extreme sexual excitement of anticipation of an approaching sexual encounter had her thrilled, uncomfortable, agitated and excited all at the same time. She had not felt claustrophobic in a long time, and although she was not becoming too agitated, she was aware of how that feeling could take over her whole being. The fear of becoming claustrophobic. I moaned protest but thought better of it when he reached towards my shorts. He tugged them off as I lifted my hips. He left my panties on for the time being and lightly stroked my slit, feeling the wetness. He abruptly pulsed my panties down and threw them away before throwing his head into my mound. His tongue worked his way up the lips, slipping inside for a second then starting over. I pushed my hands on his head and lifted my hips once more.I wondered if anyone was watching us but that.