When they were comfortable enough, Hiroko asked me directly if I could give her husband a massage. Of course! Dishes cleared, in the living room, Chih...iro sat on a backless sofa, with me behind him. I started just massaging his shoulders through his shirt. eventually I could feel him relaxing, and Hiroko sitting in front of him, giving him the occasional sip of wine, helped him relax a great deal.Already, my penis was hard and uncomfortable in my pants, as we let events unfold.Hiroko leaned over. “Tonight you get the real thing.”“Looks like her old man likes cock?” One said as he walked in back of the other. “I got a second for him when he’s done.”As I continued sucking and called humiliating names like ‘Faggot, Slut and Sissy’ I heard my wife start gagging as her head bobbed up and down on a black cock, thrusting it deep into her throat. After a few minutes the two she was sitting between, got up, took her hands, and led her into the hall. “Gonna give your wife some real man’s cock. If he did, I would put on one, otherwise, I was going to let my dress hold my boobs in place.When Tony got home, he was all over me. He hugged me as I welcomed him home with a kiss, and his hands roved my body, feeling the soft folds of satin, and reaching under my skirt to grope my butt. I was able to hold him off finally, as we were going to be more than fashionably late if we didn’t get in the car. As we walked down the driveway, the late Summer breeze was picking up, and we began to. His eyes showed the hunger a just turned straight boy always has as he said clearly, staring at my cock, "Please fuck your cocksucker's mouth with your beautiful cock. Shoot your yummy cum down your cum bucket's mouth." What would bimbo say hearing you talk like a cock hungry slut?" I asked, as my hand reached back and stroked his completely stiff cock.He groaned, "Aaaah, who cares what she would say, I'm your cock hungry slut." My cocksucker?" I asked."Yes, your cocksucker, or anything else.