I promise, I'll be right in."He stared blindly at the wall next to the phone, a wall covered by sheets of pegboard where his tools hung neatly and in ...order by size. Everything was clean, kept that way by his almost obsessive polishing. It kept him fixed, kept him ready at anytime. He was prepared for when the Knife told him it was time.He looked at the gray filing cabinets that lined the space under the pegboard that were filled with his notes and pictures, his life's work, as the voice over. “You filthy cow” Mak called me. I didn’t fucking care, I’d a gob full of his cum and wanted more as I continued to lick her gash. He was still only a few inches in front of my face, his massive saucer like pink bell end was still dripping spunk from the biggest cum hole I’d ever seen!I grabbed his knob and pulled him to my face, the tip of my tongue went right in his cum hole as I sucked and swallowed the last drops of his spunk. I could feel his cock getting harder as I shoved my tongue. Jan was concentrating her best on making herself cum.Tony speeded up just a little and noticed the truck speedup up to keep up with him. He knew the trucker was watching Jan in the back seat. He decided to keep a constant speed and just kept taping. It took Jan about three or four minutes but finally her hips starting bucking up and down and then it happened. She moaned and grunted and her fingers worked very fast on her little pussy. She was cumming and cumming hard. Her hips rocked up and. And if one of the guys needs a hole to fuck, she’d make any of hers available.I nodded yes, with enthusiasm, and, as I lay on the bed, the other four, including my wife, got up, and moved to a table along the wall. They returned with five needles, or points, as they were repeatedly called, one for each of us. I could begin to see why my wife really got into this. The anticipation was overwhelming.She would be the one administering my first slam, two of the three black men would administer.