I smiled pretending not to notice and took my seat next to him. I slightly opened my legs making my skirt slide up. His eyes were fixated on my body a...nd just imagining the thoughts going through his head were getting me horny. He kept "accidently" brushing his hand along my smooth legs and saying sorry. His touch was intoxicating and I wanted so much more. I decided to give him a peak. I dropped my pencil and bent over infront of him to pick it up. I was positive I had his attention when he. A moment he had dreamed about seeing, about feeling, Lucys lips around his cock. It looked sensational. Lucy winked at him. He found his spirit body getting an erection, a phantom hard-on, but he was unable to touch it. Robert found himself in tears. The flood of emotion, of sensation, overwhelming him. Alana, his beautiful wife, was gorging herself on his cock, making full use of the borrowed mouth. She swirled her tongue around it and with an unexpected suddenness he ejaculated into her. Then I knew those black bastards had already used my wife before coming here…"Do not worry, man… you can have her back as soon as we are done…" Ashton told me, as he reached out to grab my wife’s used cunt in his hand.Ana moaned as he felt those fingers entering her wet cunt. I tried calling out to her, but she ignored me. So, I poured another glass and sat there to watch my sensual slutty babe groped by those huge black men…Soon Ashton pushed her against the bed’s edge, onto her back, with her. Your heart begins to pound as you see his smile again. You can feel your breasts swelling out toward him. Your nipples are hard as nails. They push the fabric of you shirt up like tiny tent poles. And you know it isn’t just the cold. You long to feel him touch them. Even a feather’s touch. Your eyes once more graze across the seams in his levis. Your gaze slides slowly down. Starting at the steel button at the top. Sliding down, slowly inspecting each button as you go. You can feel the buttons..