Standing nude, I turned around to hang up the outfit. My tits and shaven pussy was in full view, they just stared at my body with their eyes very wide... open in despair…I reached up, grabbed the next outfit and put it on. Then I pushed open the curtain, stepped out and checked myself out in the mirror. I went back to the dressing room, turned to the boys and asked what they thought of the outfit I had on. They both agreed it was very fine. Then I asked if they would be willing to give me the. In my mind I registered surprise that he spoke with almost no dialect. In my limited experiences with blacks they had usually been hired yard workers who almost seemed to speak another language.”No shit Lamar, looks like we’re going to have a party!”, said the one holding my mouth, “You think the lady wants a REAL man Bobby?””I think we need to find out Skate,” said the man holding my wife’s mouth. “It sure looks like her man can’t give her what she needs!”They all started laughing and I. I turned to her and asked her what she thought of Darren downstairs, she told me he was quite fit then I dared her ( we were pissed ) to fuck him, she said she would like to and we carried on playing getting caught up in the fantasy.Then she went to the loo and came back in and slipped into bed and we carried on playing, the next thing we know the door knocks of the bedroom and Darren’s standing there , she invites him into our small room and he closes the door.At this point we’re both naked. And then, I started pumping my hips, mom started pumping her hand harder and I shot my first load, clear to my neck. Then a shot to my chest, another to my chest and yet another to my stomach and mom kept on stroking. Soon it was just oozing out onto her hand and I was breathing so heavily. “Don"t move,” she said, “I will be right back.”She came back with a warm, wash cloth and proceed to clean me up. When she got to my dick, she squeezed the last drop or two out and washed it down.