“Suck it now bitch” he grunted. I watched as Debbie with her eyes the size of saucers sucked on what she managed to get in her mouth of the fat gu...ys dripping cock. “Ughhh, that is more like it” the fat guy grunted again. And his fingers closed in my wife’s hair as he began to piston his cock deeper each time in and out of her mouth. She was clutching the half-empty glass in both her hands as his cock went deeper on each thrust. Each time the fat guy shoved his hips forward and pulled on my. Ninety minutes later I was still standing by the door when the question and answer session began. The camera hogs were getting hammered with tough questions. The stuttering soon started and they began passing questions to others.Then the words I was hoping I would not hear were uttered, “I believe Ambassador Jones had a broader knowledge of events and can answer that question,” one of the agency directors said. “Is the Ambassador still here?” “I think she is standing at the back,” someone. M said that she put her hands down and started to play with her clit. With her left hand she ever so slightly opens her pussy and after spitting on her right hand fingers she starts making slow figure of eight movements ever so gently over her clit. Always turns me on to imagine my wife lying on a bed next to some skinny big cocked black fella while she is gently rubbing her clit. I cant tell you the rest of the story at the moment cos I need to have a wank now, needless to say he fucked her. Things started happening.”“I can imagine.” I shot Mindy a glance and she was weakly smiling. “Go on,” I said.“Well, we kind of parked our negotiations. Bill is my partner and our wives are also in our business.”“Who’s Morrissey?”Bill had come over. He said, “Nobody, now. We bought a four-store chain about eight years ago from Randall Morrissey. He was so well known and branded that we left the name alone. Since them we’ve bought another small chain of clothing stores each year and added them to.