She was also watching at my wife and those black guys…Their conversation seemed to be very animated and apparently intimate. The black men's fingers...now rested easily on each of Anita's legs, which had somehow come uncrossed and a little spread open. I even noticed that those naughty black fingers sometimes made quick excursions under the hem of her already slightly hiked up cocktail dress. Apparently focused in the conversation, my wife looked like she was not making any effort to discourage. Soon he was thrusting into her. Sheila was enjoying herself and was moaning constantly as he slid his cock in and out of her pussy. Soon, I was watching all the action through the lens of the camera. I hoped that the sound was picking up because Sheila was quite verbal: "Ooooo, honey, that feels so good, fuck me, FUCK ME!" I had several minutes of their coupling in the memory so shifted my attention to Gregg.He was oblivious to what was going on with Sheila and Jack. I unzipped him and. I looked at the guys but they all seemed keen for me to do it, so I opened my mouth and licked the cum off Steves waiting fingers. He repeated this three more times, each time scooping as much sticky jizz from Dave's emissions and holding it for me to lick and suck from his fingers. Dave said, god damn he likes the taste doesn't he and Steve laughed, then he got up to head for the bathroom with Dave. Like last time, Chris didn't move. Instead he smiled and said well it didn't land on you but I. As she lay there in the living room, feeling how sore her abdominal muscles were from the previous day’s leg workout, she thought about how she would often times roll over and wake James with little kisses along his slumbering cock. She loved how the corners of his mouth would draw up into a peaceful grin as she slid her tongue up and down him. She loved feeling him respond to the hot wetness of her mouth. Many were the mornings that James would find his young bride-to-be nestled snuggly.