The shower took the usual twelve minutes before it ran cold. I got out of it then dressed in the outer bathroom. I chose a pair of sloppy pants and a ...sweatshirt, since the plan was to sit around trying to work out my plan for Roland.First thing to do was to find out all about Roland. I already knew there was something dark in his past. Nobody had the great ambition of being a security guard. Security guards were usually the best of a flawed lot. So somewhere in his history was the reason Roland. I could feel her body moving as he fully entered with each thrust but more disturbing was with each thrust I felt his balls slap against my upturned ass. This guy was making me a real cuckold as he fucked my beautiful, dirty slut wife.We were both sweating profusely and I felt her body slid against my back with every thrust of his cock in her cunt. She started to moan and then she called out, “Oh god Mark, I’m cumming on his Rasta cock.”I heard him say, “Told you, didn’t I? I said you would. After a little bit of making out I heard Jack shooting photos again and then I very clearly heard the sound of a condom being opened. I knew what was next; Jack helped me to stand and guided me to the other bed. When he set me down on top of the bed, the new guy grabbed my waist and moved me right straight to him. I felt the entire new dick going deeply inside without any problem. That was only the second dick inside of me since I met Jack 5 years ago. I decided to enjoy my gift, so I rode that. “Open it when you get home Fred, now go home and I will see you tomorrow” and with that she shoved him through the door to the bus park and locked the door behind him.When he arrived home he rushed up to his room and opened the letter: dear parent your son has been invited on a gap year course with our own Miss Denver touring the theatres of the world, please find enclosed a permission slip........., thank you and we hope to see you soon, regards B.P.Trout headmaster. He read it again and again.