So I helped him, he had been drinking but was heading more toward sober than drunk. We headed down the hall and into my room. He fell onto the bed and... I started to talk to him about what to do. This guy was so cute. He was probably 19-20 years old, looked military by his haircut and tattoos, and was tall and lean…probably 6’2” and 175 of all muscle. He had a nice cut cock that flaccid looked 4-5 inches long and a good-sized set of balls.He said he didn’t know what to do; she’d taken everything. "She laughed, and sat up. "OK, but I'm serious. You know you talk differently. Why?" Well, I think I told you it was how I was brought up," he said. She waited. "Of course there is more," he continued finally. "My name should tell you my heritage—mixed African and Hispanic, but all with roots in what they call the dark continent for more than one reason. You hit a nerve earlier when you told me there are places on Earth where I might be called 'nigger' to my face." I'm sorry!" she exclaimed."Do. .LOLWe all finished up, cleaned up and went back to the bar together! We talked a while and met three other couples that they knew and the 10 of us all went back to their place for more sex! We had more fun that night than we ever had and my wife fucked every guy there at least once each and she was so full of cum that she had to douche several times that night just to clean it all out.We got home and I found myself wanting more of that sweet cream I had first tasted the previous night. This. I kept licking her daughter’s pussy until she squirted.Now, it was my turn, I wanted to fuck both of them. I asked Aunty to lay on the bed and Dipika to continue with aunty’s blowjob. While I fed on Sharmila Aunty’s pussy, Dipika fed on my dick like a pro.“Don’t stop please”, I heard Sharmila Aunty say, so I didn’t. I bit her pussy lips and inserted my tongue as deep as I could. She tasted like a queen.My orgasm had been building up for quite some time, but when I was at the peak, I shot all.