I got up from my bed, grabbed the closest pair of sweatpants that I could find, and tried to stuff my raging hard-on into them. This created a circus ...tent in my pants, but I knew how to deal with that. I pressed my boner up against my stomach, secured it with the waistband of my pants, and was ready to head downstairs for dinner.As soon as I left my room, I knew there was going to be a big problem. My heart was still beating out of my chest, my breath was still short and labored, and a thin. Suddenly he stops and slowly I regain consciousness. I drop to my knees and immediately grab his still standing stiff cock. I have to blow him now, I blow him wildly, I would prefer him to spray my mouth now. I look up and pleadingly say, "cum in my mouth please, I want your cum" and continue blowing him. He pulls me up again by my ears and says compellingly: "First I'm going to give you a good fuck" and takes me to his bedroom and pushes me on the bed. I lie on my stomach, look back, lick my. It wouldn’t be the first time that she had drank a little too much and crashed at our place. I went back down the hallway and without making a sound, I turned the doorknob and slightly cracked open the door. There was Maria, sprawled out on the bed in a t-shirt and panties. Her bra, jeans and shoes were on the floor. She was fast asleep and for a half a minute I admired her. Damn, she is so sexy. I quietly closed the door and my mind was in overdrive. A little background is in order. Maria and. The thought of another man thrusting his cock into my wife's vagina had me throbbing to full attention. I sighed deeply as I felt Amanda slip her warm, wet mouth over my tool and take me deep into her throat. I knew - as well as she did - that I could deny her nothing. If she wanted to have sex with me and another man at the same time, then it was going to happen!And it did happen. I had explained to Amanda that I didn't actually know many black guys, and the ones that I did know, I certainly.