I hardly saw Brian at all after that, and heard eventually that he moved to a neighbouring town to find work. I didn't think Id see him again.A few mo...ths later, my husband Steve got a phone call from him and all of a sudden we started seeing more of him. Brian was working at a plastic factory in the evenings, but he didn't start until midnight so he still had most of his evenings free. He worked weekends also, but had Wednesday and Thursdays off.One Wednesday night, Brian called Steve and. Pressure at my backside. The cock was slick and wet with saliva and lube as it pressed to my rosebud. The two cocks slowly pressed into me at the same time, my cries drowning in the mans mouth as the two began to slowly set a pace of pistoning in and out of me. I hear the sounds of two women speaking for a moment, though I have a hard time understanding what they're saying. The voices were silent for a moment before I felt a set of lips at each nipple, sucking gently, skilled tongues toying. In the middle of the room he had a big leather coffee table the kind with the built in pad on top. he told me to lie on it and stick my head over the edge. i said yes sir at this moment i knew what he had in mind he was going to give a skull fucking. As i laid on the coffee table i asked him thats what he had in mind. He told me to shut up and not to speak unless I was spoken to i told him yes sir i am sorry. he walked around the table a cpl times by this time he was completely naked. He. It was like heaven and hell were mere fractions of an inch apart.I could feel the legs to either side of me shaking with the effort to keep the rest of her poised above me. If they gave way, I would be thrust deep into her tightness and impale her on a pole in a way that I was not certain would not kill us both! She was working hard and swearing like a sailor. “Damn your prick looks so good right there! Almost all of your head is in there it has to feel so tight. I can’t fucking believe.