“How many men did you fuck over the weekend?” I asked as I leaned back into the sofa, placing my hands on her tits, squeezing them. She always did...have great boobs. I was not surprised that I felt no bra. She did that for them, not me.“Only three,” she explained. “Jared, plus another black guy and a white guy.” She stopped stroking me long enough to unbutton her blouse and expose her tits. I played with her nipples.“You would have let me watch everything?” I asked as I leaned down to suck on. Ush the T.G. mode button: Part 2 by DebWebDan is now transformed beyond recognition of his former self. Can heresist the temptation of his newfound desires?> At some point I realized there was more than just the three guys in the room. The pictures that were sent out were inviting other guys to come over and join in. I was in such a lustful stupor I didn't care. Somewhere during this they had maneuvered me onto one of the guys laying on the floor and another guy started fuck my ass. I was also still sucking someones cock, so I had three guys' cocks inside me at the same time. I don't know how many times I came, but I kept going. I remember one of. It shouldn’t be hard to take. **** It was impossible to take. The meeting seemed to drag on and on, endless torture. Linda did her best to smile, nod, look concerned and add appropriate comments. All the while it seemed as if her mind, her eyes, her hands grew smaller and smaller, while her pussy loomed larger, threatening to consume her world. She could sense each minute vibration of the item inside her and catalog every inch of its length where it met her flesh. She could feel the quake that.