She was more than satisfied with her husband’s renewed vigor in humping her missionary style with deep strokes that almost brought her to the edge o...f release like she had experienced in the abbreviated honeymoon in the Caribbean Islands.She remembered that time vividly because he had fulfilled her fantasy desire to have a dark-skinned muscular masseuse administer the anal remedy that she dreamed about but never dared partake in unless he was present and monitored her taking with spousal. She stretched her lips and forced a fake smile to thank me. This wasn’t the expression I expected. Something was wrong.I didn’t ask her anything and I ignited the car engine. She didn’t talk much in the car. I found it strange as she wasn’t a moody person. I tried my best to bring her to normality but she remained upset about something. So I thought she must have had some fight with her husband. So I didn’t ask much about her deposition.All our colleagues had come to the lounge. We all had a. Bobbing that head up and down to get me hard, sucking hard to pull the blood to my cock. She does all the work for the first few minutes until I’m ready for the main event, the face-Fuck. I look down at the top of her head with some measure of pity, I’m going to be ruthless today.I grab her small head hard with both hands, take a deep breath and grin within myself, like some lion or b**st has just entered my body. With some sort of kindness I move slowly at first, however pushing as deep as she. I looked over at Tina and noticed that she was looking around the room. I followed her gaze and noticed that her eyes were moving from nearly naked big breasted servers to the hands of some of the women sitting along the upper tables. Hands of some of the women were plainly rubbing cocks of the men that they were with. She moved closer to me as another song started and she said, “That guy up there by the yellow light has a huge cock!” I followed her gaze and saw a dark haired woman dressed.