Then I got to the pictures with suraj, a tall, well built, dark skinned black man. The pictures started out with him in tux and her in a short white d...ess. She wore pearl necklace, matching earrings and white spiked heels.Their dancing poses turned to undressing and suggestive poses. I almost came in my pants when I saw my wife bent over backward in suraj’s arms, her strapless dress off her boobs, his tongue touching one of her erect nipples. There was one of suraj, his coat off, shirt open,. .” he let out a groan and I chuckled, “there are a few things which you might be able help me with. I think you owe me that much.”I thought he had a soft spot for me and my family. I was quite sure that he was a very busy man, yet he had time to listen to my ideas. Indeed, he called me back a couple of hours later.“Greg, my old friend agreed to meet you, but she wants to talk to all the people individually. I tried to explain your status to her, but she really wants to see you all. But ... she. They were both starting to breath hard. I looked over and watched Master Donivich watching us and rubbing himself between the legs. Being DPed was starting to feel good, very good. Soon I found myself starting to orgasm. I moaned and started bucking as best I could with being pinned between two men who were working at screwing me till they could relieve themselves. Donavon was the next to complete his mission. He stiffened and shot blast after blast of his spunk into my rectum. It felt strange. I want it. He broke his grip upon her ass, and pulled his face from her wetness. He slowly kissed her above her pussy, and then up along her belly, tonguing her navel as he moved higher. He stopped at her breasts, and kissed each one, sucking briefly on each nipple. He slid up and kissed her, higher and higher, until his mouth reached her mouth, and he kissed her deeply, his tongue meeting her tongue, his lips against hers, her own wetness being tasted by her, from his lips. He kissed her long.