Our dicks were touching, and while neither of us minded, we agreed that it would feel more like we were with girls if we each tucked the other between...our legs. After some clumsiness over who goes to which side, we accomplished this. Now our hips were together, and we hugged some more. Chip asked me to kiss him, to see what that felt like. I hesitated, but decided this had all felt pretty good so far, so why not? We put our lips together and practiced kissing for a few minutes. I don't think. Her hair was braided away from her face and her head crowned with a diadem and her beautiful brown eyes traced with black to make them wider and even more mysterious.Her face may have depicted all the secret mystery of the Nile but her body was almost totally revealed for the salivating delectation of the onlookers. Only her legs were covered with a long swathe of fabric gathered just below her hips, above which was a sumptuous amount of oiled, olive-toned skin. Her bare, high, glistening. I hadn't a clue what to do if he didn't."Thanks, Mom." I gave her a hug before she stood up, but other than that there was no hanky-panky between us.At the front door as I left I guess you could say I had my game-face on. I was as wired as I was before a major swim meet, maybe more. I was dressed to strip, but nothing too out of the ordinary -- old panties, old bra, a last year's T and shorts combo (a little small, so I had a strip of tummy on display) so if I never got 'em back it wouldn't. The tallest man in the group reached into my wifes shirt, and squeezed her boobs really hard. Rip my shirt off! The black man in front readily complied, and the men took to sucking squeezing and devouring her perfect c-cup breast, and biting on her perfect little nipples. She was moaning and groaning, she made sure to suck on all the cocks, even putting two in her mouth at once. The men lifted her little body up and threw her on the pool table. She got on all fours, and quickly threw her.