I felt fairly confident in going there. He had emailed me his home and work addresses for me to check him out. He was on a business trip in London and... suggested we could meet at his hotel, a busy up-market joint in the West End , maybe have a few drinks in the bar. I agreed, realizing I was perhaps playing with fire. But something had awoken in me. I felt the Trina of 10 years ago resurfacing, I felt powerful again, and it was quite possible David was going to get both barrels. I traveled. "If you want a repeat performance..." Jennifer smiled, blushed and looked away. "Well, you don't need the formula to do it." The formula," Dave said, suddenly remembering what had led to the previous nights excitement."Relax. Olivia and I were the first ones up this morning. We found the formulas right where you left them in the living room and moved them up here. They're in the top drawer of your dresser."Dave got up from the bed and went over to the dresser, opened the drawer, and shuffled. Not this time. They got into the back area. We had it made up comfly just for something like this to happen. My wife opened up her blouse, hiked up her dress.The young black man dropped his pants down and my wife lowered her head, opened her mouth and licked his cock hard.I got out my cell phone (and my cock) and between jerking myself off took pictures. I wanted memories of this in case it never happened again.I saw the guys hand reach between my wife’s thighs and she responded by moving them. My face was just above his underwear, so as I removed it, it hit me in the face. It was a majestic cock. I wrapped my hands around it and gave it a little jerks.Then I started removing my pants but he stopped me and told me there is something else he would like to do. I understood what he meant and started kissing and licking his cock.He grabbed my hairs and forced my head down. His cock was now to my throat. I was totally gagged.He released my head after a few seconds. His cock was full in my.