When she turned around it was my wife Jodi. I sat up on the edge of the couch my eyes glued on the TV, unable to speak, my heart was racing. My wife w...as standing totally nude next to my black co-worker. Jodi tugged at the waist band of Charles boxers and pulled them to his ankles. Charles was not hard yet but his cock looked pretty big already. Jodi bent her knees and squatted beside Charles, the camera moved in so you could see her face close to Charles cock.Jodi reached up and took Charles in. I used her hair as a way to get her right where I wanted. I don’t know how many times she’d done that before, but she would not stop. She kept using her tongue in ways that I’d never had done before, and the pleasure seemed to keep filling me up and up. I found myself grinding against her face, rotating my hips in a feverish movement. She tongue-fucked me and I had to bite my lip to keep from screaming out the pleasure. I felt myself going to the sweet edge of release, and she stopped. I. Her hands twisted together nervously."Want to see?" Carolyn pressed. Marsha nodded once without looking at her."Promise not to tell anybody?"Again, Marsha nodded and Carolyn slid next to her."Lift up your shirt," she whispered, and when Marsha did, she stared at the full, blue-veined breasts with their pink caps.She ran her hands softly over one of them, feeling its full weight as she lifted it. Without another word, she bent her head and captured the turgid nipple and began sucking, moving her. She had slept that way, when she could, on the floor of a comfortably furnished room in an upper floor of the main sorority house. It was quiet here, even when morning came, with few footsteps in the hall. Shannon guessed that this floor was restricted to sorority officers like Kit and Kat. They had used a key to get past at least one of the doors when they brought her here.Shannon was a mess, inside and out. She was disturbed, of course, by the direction this was going. It seemed there was.