“What?”, Marlayna was clueless. The three men closed in on her as Rich didn’t know whether to run or watch.“Fuck this bitch, you aint even m... wife.”“Rich, fuck you. Fuck you, you little bastard. “, Marlayna screamed.Then there were four. The three had now surrounded Marlayna and had cocks pressed against here. “Don’t move.”, they said.The three started to remove Marlayna’s close with a simple touch. No struggle. To their surprise and to especially PipeLayer’s she was ready. Marlayna had. I casually looked around and noted we were alone, my reason for doing so was because these boys were tickling me, meaning I was sexually in tune with their excitement.'Calm down boys, here have a cigarette', and I offered the packet out of the window, all they had to do was approach and take it from my outstretched hand.As one approached I eased my dress higher to expose my highs and stockings, something he immediately noticed as he sidled up to the car door, 'Thanks', he said, his eyes glued. I stay still for a moment until he settles. I need him to be excited, but I'm loving this feeling of stimulating him without his knowledge. Again, I gently touch his asshole, but this time I linger there, applying pressure against his tight sphincter. I feel his dick come alive with blood, as he twitches from my fingerplay. I move closer, my mouth hovering over his ass, and I breathe hot breath into his dirty, tight hole. The steaminess makes him tremble, and I know I've gotten his. She handed her the dress, "Here you go, goodthing your underwear isn't as see-through as Jesse's. You might havegiven him a heart attack." Really," Helen answered as she pulled the dress over her head and ontoher body. "You lending him your good stuff?" No," Allie replied. "We made an agreement a couple months ago that hewould get his own underwear and not wear my work dresses. Tonight, Igave him this one to wear because it is going to the cleaners tomorrowand I thought he would really look.