1. Wife Used By Two Strangers


    Date: 9/8/2017, Categories: Fetish, Interracial Sex, Voyeur, Author: whitewifeneedsbbc, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    especially since it was still early. My wife probably didn't need a nightcap but had another Bacardi. That was it, I turned around from a discussion with one of the guests to see her u*********s, and any amount of poking and pushing didn't bring her around. She was out for the count. I glanced at my watch, heck it wasn't even ten yet. But we had started on this binge early. All the guests, and there were only four, had a partner. Whether they were married partners I did not know, but there was no one to maybe, invite. But help was on the way when the bartender suggested someone after he saw how fucked up my wife was. The hotel night porter, a young guy called Mike in his early twenties, helped me lift her by the arms and between us, we carried her out of the lounge and down the hallway to the elevator. There, she almost slumped to the floor. I smilingly suggested that from here on we probably needed to actually carry her. We were out of sight of the patrons in the bar, so I wasn't too worried about what they might think. I was eyeballing Mike while he was eyeballing my wife. He looked sort of dark, Hispanic maybe, but his English was perfect. He seemed muscular and the extra pounds he was carrying were mostly in the right places. I held her under her arms and he carried her legs. I noticed how he glanced down occasionally as we carried her into the elevator, obviously having a view partway up her skirt. We sort of stood her up in the elevator and held her as we rode to the ...
    third floor. Coming out of the elevator we had to carry her again, and this time, as Mike picked her bottom half up by both legs, one leg slipped out of his grasp and fell to the floor. So as he sort of stepped around to reach down to grab that leg by the ankle, he ended up between her legs instead of having his arms wrapped around them. This had the effect of her skirt rising clear up around mid-thigh. He looked at me sort of shocked like, waiting to see my reaction at my wife being so exposed, and I smiled and said, “That's O.K., just hold her and let's get her into the room.” We walked down the hall to our room more sideways than front to back. Admittedly, it was easier for him to carry his half that way, and I am sure he was seeing still more of her inner thighs. A man was between my wife's legs. True, she was dressed and out cold, but still...my mind was working overtime, and I was wondering what Mike must be thinking. I struggled to use the card and open the door with one hand and still hold onto my wife. We had a suite rather than just a room and we had to carry her though a second door to get to the bed. She was dead weight now and seemed heavy for her 100 pounds and as we sort of swung her out and dropped her on the bed on her back, her skirt went up as her legs flew out and opened. There was silence as we both stared. With her knees in the bent and pointing off to each side position my wife was giving both of us a good shot of her body from the navel down. There they ...
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