I know there have been times sitting at my desk at some boring ass job that I have slipped a finger or two up my slid to relive the stress. The though... of going and helping a b*****r out flashed through my mind. As I said the b*****r was fine, so I looked to see if there was anyone waiting to get on the bus, no one was around and that is when I made my move. I slowly got up from my seat and walked to the back of the bus. The b*****r was so into beating his meat that he did not even know I was. I noticed some brothers standing around me watching (one or two a bit angry about the White boys coming to a Black Fisting Party and some wishing to join in!) Then the White guy that I was fisting let out a loud GROWL and all of a sudden his CUNT opened and pushed out a small Rosebud of pink flesh and his ROCK HARD COCK was OOZING with Pre-CUM!! I'd never seen anything like that before!! Our eyes were locked on each other for what seemed like an eternity not even touching. Then I slowly. “Give yourself up, Sinclair!”They moved to the bedroom door, Boyd and Lorza keeping their weapons trained on it as Moralez tried to open it. It was another sliding door, there was no handle, it was supposed to open automatically when the sensor detected a person in proximity. There was no touch panel here, however. The locking mechanism was far simpler, mechanical in nature.“What’s he doing, Boyd?” Moralez asked hurriedly.“I’m not picking him up,” Boyd replied. “Can you get that door open,. Would she?', I thought. It was becoming clear to me that I didn't really know what my wife was capable of, this evening had proven that.At the sounds of her sister getting eaten out Laura fingered herself to orgasm, cumming loudly, rocking on the bed causing it to squeak. I could hear my wife's moans intensify from the other room. The two sisters were audibly feeding each other's sexual hunger through the wall. 'Wait', I thought, "does my wife think that I'm fucking her sister? Does my wife.