I asked the girl where she had been and she just replied "getting fucked". Now the Fantasy:I tried to get my wife up but she was either drunk as she d...esn't drink much or d**gged as she was of no help. A big guy of about 25 I had met earlier came over and asked he could help. I told him that she was out of it and I could use the help to get her to the room. He said he would be glad to help. We got her up, I pulled her blouse around her. We got her to the elevator I was standing behind her to. May I help you find something?" she asked him.He turned around to find a vision of beauty standing behind him. At first he didn't know what to say. He was amazed by her beauty. She was tall with legs that seemed to go on forever below that short miniskirt. She wore black sheer hose with black heels. As his eyes rose upward, he noticed again the short black miniskirt. Her tight red blouse seemed to cling to her like a second skin. The buttons in the front were straining to stay buttoned, trying. The black guy immediately fed his pole back into my wife’s hungry mouth, as his companion began working his dick into Ana’s wet stretched cunt.Her mouth opened wide as she was penetrated from both ends. This only prompted the black man to shove his cock deeper down her throat. He was grabbing her by the hair and fucking her face as the white guy slid his dick in and out of her pussy. After a few minutes the guy in her pussy pulled out dribbled spit onto Ana’s asshole. I knew what was next to. They’re pretty similar in build and appearance, and I know from their emails José Luis is a swimmer like Julian. He’s almost as good-looking. They shake hands and embrace, a little awkwardly, the way boys and men do. I greet José Luis with a hug as well and he responds with enthusiasm. He’s more formal with Mom and Dad.Just before our final good-byes, Mom and Dad lead us over to a bench under some trees beside the parking lot next to Julian’s dormitory. They sandwich us, Mom on one side, Dad on.