..a big, thick, uncircumcised black cock which was inches from my open mouth. I wrapped my lips around the large shiny head and tasted the precum oozi...ng from the pee hole. It was salty and sticky. I lapped it up greedily. I worked my tongue under the foreskin and chewed lightly on it. I slowly tried to take that beautiful cock down my throat. I pride myself on my ability to deep throat a cock but his was proving to be a challenge...one that I hoped I could perform. I wanted to please my master. I felt my previously well satisfied cock stirring in my pants as I moved around them taking pictures. They must have been aware of me. But they acted like I wasn’t there.Their kisses became passionate very quickly and their hands began to explore. They kissed and touched each other in Cass’s backyard earlier. But that was while Kyle and I were having sex with one or both of them. They were just adding to their stimulation. This was different. Now they’re making love, to another woman.At first. Pressure and release; and again, pressure and release. It was the exact attention I love from Patrick’s fingers on my sex. After seven years of marriage, Patrick knows how to play my body as well as Weird Al Yankovic knows how to play a kazoo. Okay, lousy analogy. But there was no question I was getting turned on. Patrick found my mouth with his and our lips locked together, our tongues greeting each other. I moaned as I felt Patrick’s two fingers slide back toward my vagina in slipperiness. Angie was shaking as she stepped past Mike into the flat. Mike closed the door and quickly grabbed Angie and pulled her towards him and they kissed passionately. As their tongues entwined Mike put his hand between Angie's legs and stroked her groin through her trousers. Angie jerked at the surprise sensation but did not pull away; in fact she slid her own hand down inside Mike's shorts and felt for his dick. Dave had been right; he was a big man. She could not get her fingers all the way around.