Tiffany drifted over to the other couch, still smiling.“Thanks for inviting us over, ” said Clara nervously.“Of course! Ben has wanted me to bri...g it up with you ever since he saw a picture of you on Facebook!” Sean chafed a little at the thought of another guy fantasizing about his wife.“Telling stories again?” a deep voice called from the stairs. Clara heard footsteps and felt her heartbeat quicken as a tall, fit man with sandy blonde hair came toward her. “True stories, but still.” He smiled. While he fucke d her a couple of the teens stood on couch in front of mom and fed her dicks to suck. For the next three hours we watched them fuck mom in everyway they could , one time she was sitting backwards on 1 of the blk men we didn't know with his dock up her ass, his friend was between her legs with her ankles on his shoulders and his dick up her cunt and Deacon Daniels standing on couch over mom with his dick in her mouth. The entire time her tits and nipples were being pulled,pinched. A woman who’s always loved *him* and never will love anyone else! Fat chance, right? Who would fall in love with a bastard like that? Who in their right mind would even want to *fuck* him?” Her face sharpened into prurience again. “Did he, like, *make* you do it? Did he tie you up or something? That’s really gross!” I ignored all but one question. “Love…?” Who *would* have always loved him and been faithful? I wasn’t a faithful woman, quite the opposite, in fact. I had slept with several dozen. Finally, I can take no more of this, and you roll me over onto my front, “your girl” just rolls over and takes it. As soon as your fingers spread my ass, I am excited in anticipation of a new pain. You do not need permission because you know there are no rules. Your fingers stretch me and your cock replaces them, you force it into me, past my tight muscles, past the pain. You are Fucking my tight ass now and I love it, I need more and again I am begging you ‘pathetically’ you might think if you.