Shortly after that I let my girlfriend go, and eagerly waited until time came for me to take the trip downstairs to her apartment to merge my tongue w...th her holes. We didn’t talk to each other for days after that, until one Friday night when she asked me if I wanted to come over to get fucked up, just the two of us. I texted back “hell yeah,” got some whiskey and a gram of some buddha. When I got to her house it was a tad bit awkward, giving her a hug hello as we did when we were only friends. ”Jacob, “Clarence, let’s let these folks get seated, they’re still on their feet.” He spoke with the tone of scolding Clarence gently like the elder there to oversee everything. “Now we have neglected some introductions. Mr. Escobar, if I may call you Vincente, Vincente, this is Robert Carlo.”I reached out and shook his hand, “Vincente, I wish we could have met under more pleasant circumstances but hopefully we can work this out.” I also put out my hand to Mrs. Richardson. She took it and I. My hands pumped his shaft and my tongue licked his glans. My lips surrounded his knob and I sucked vociferously, whilst continuing my tongue massaging his knob. A sudden deep thrust of his hips and his cum spurted into my mouth. It was thick and creamy, mmmmmmm, good. Just like creamy vanilla pudding. I gently and slowly continued sucking and pumping until his erection subsided. Once soft, it plopped out of my mouth, empty of its contents. “This is our little secret isn’t it bud?”He replied,. There on the bedroom floor was her husband flat on the floor with Carl sitting on his face. He was holding his legs up high over his shoulders while he was licking his ass. That brat kid Sam was behind John and shoving his massive black cock deep in his ass.She just stared at the sight and couldn’t believe her eyes. Her husband gay? She was about to say something when she something hit her on the head and knocking her out.She woke to find she was naked with her hand tied to her feet.“Bout time.