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John by the hand and led him to the bed. Hope watched with mixed emotions as Quanique slowly peeled her husband’s shorts down. John’s dick had been on red alert since Hope revealed the concept of having a threesome with Quanique. His dick was hard and veiny and in desperate need of sexual release.
    Quanique grabbed it firmly in her soft hand as she sampled his soft lips. They were red and moist from the alcohol but she didn’t seem to mind. Sucking them in her mouth, she slowly jerked him off as her free hand slipped between her thick thighs and played with her clit. John immediately looked towards Hope who lingered in the doorway watching the two of them.
    His eyes met hers and begged for confirmation that this was truly what she wanted to do. Hope slowly nodded yes as she walked towards them. John was still standing and Quanique had now dropped to her knees before him, poised and ready to suck his dick. Methodically kneading his dick, she watched as lust took over his senses and his resolve finally relinquished control to it.
    Grabbing a fist full of her long dark brown hair he pulled her face towards his dick. “Open your mouth and swallow!” He mumbled.
    Quanique didn’t need to be told twice. She immediately sucked the bulbous swollen tip of John’s dick in her mouth. Inch by inch she slurped it further into the depths of her moist mouth. Then she begin to swallow it down her throat in half inch increments. After more and more of John’s dick disappeared in the sexy co-eds mouth without so much as a cough, John realized Quanique was indeed a rare find. She was a woman without a gag reflex.
    “Oh fucking hell yeah! Swallow that damn cock!” He hissed as he yanked her closer by her hair.
    Quanique liked an aggressive man so she didn’t mind the unnecessary roughness. She knew John’s sex drive was revved up with alcohol and desire. A devious grin spread over her face as she released his dick from her mouth with a loud pop. “You like that shit don’t you?” She taunted as she quickly sucked it back down her throat as far as it would go.
    “Shit! Oh hell yeah!” John hissed.
    “No! He loves it!” Hope corrected her as she joined her husband at his side and engaged him in a passion driven, five alarm, whorehouse kiss. Releasing Quanique’s head, he grabbed his wife by the face. “I fucking love you so damn much woman!” He confessed as Quanique continued to literally suck the damn skin off his throbbing, big dick.
    “Oh yeah?” Hope teased. “Show me.” She said as she pushed him back on the large, oversized king size bed and climbed on his face. His mouth eagerly sought her clit as Quanique continued her efforts to drive him insane with passion. Climbing on the bed with them, she straddled his leg s and started nibbling on his balls as she slow stroked him.
    “Are you going to play with his dick all night or are you going to fuck my husband?” The now drunk Hope challenged as she looked on.
    John’s face was buried deep beneath Hope’s brown thighs so he couldn’t see the smirk that quickly spread across Quanique’s face. “Just getting it nice and wet.”
    “You first!” John interjected. “Quanique I want you to lick my wife’s pussy until she passes out , while I fuck you from behind and watch.”
    “John, you have no idea how much I would love to. Come here Hope. Let me taste that sweet little pussy of yours.”
    “Oh God this feels so damn good!’ Hope exclaimed, trying to sidetrack them. “Baby, chew on my clit! I’m so close to coming! Don’t stop, now! Don’t stop!”
    John knew what Hope was trying to do and he’d be damned if he’d let her. He knew she didn’t want no part of Quanique’s body to touch her. Pushing Quanique to the side he grabbed Hope by the waist and flipped her onto the bed on her back. His mouth continued to suck her clit as his fingers dipped in and out of her wet pussy. Quanique stroked John’s dick and licked his balls as she watched him eat