Men--customers, I guess." The obviously distressed girl paused. "Mom--it's to be a fuck party. We'll have to let the men fuck us, just like we were wh...res hired to take care of his customers for the evening. The bastard-- making his family fuck so he can sell some more barroom fixtures. I hope his damn plumbing business goes to hell..."Carol was surprised but not shocked by the news; she had half expected a development of this nature. She abandoned the groceries and slipped into a seat opposite. With Cynthia, as with the rest, I did it unthinkingly, almost religiously, while never sure of its meaning. Cynthia was the love of my life in senior year at Emory. She had stellar SAT scores ("Tests – they're so inconsequential!") and was captain of the school's fencing team ("Sometimes a foil is just a foil," she used to say). The first time I saw her, she was dueling an invisible opponent in the library parking lot, gracefully twirling her foil and lunging ahead like a crazed ballerina. A. I had been so distracted by the stranger, that I totally forgot about my shorts. As I bent over the back of the Jeep to put the tools away, I felt his hands firmly grasp my hips. I froze in disbelief at what was happening.He leaned over, pressing his chest against my back and he whispered in my ear, “Just relax….you know you want this…just relax and enjoy it.”I then felt him pressing the front of his flimsy shorts against my rear. I could feel his hardness through the thin satin material of my. I started licking her dripping pussy, and she started kissing my cock and licking. I was on top of her, giving me good control to lick her pussy across and stimulate the clitoris. First, she started slowly, and over time, she became aggressive in sucking my cock.She was giving a very good deep throat. We both are on cloud nine. Her pussy started oozing. The taste of her pussy made me crazy. As I was about to reach climax, I pulled out from her mouth. First time I don’t want to leak by sucking..