My fingers slipped under my panties and right into my hole. I no longer cared about what Amber would think of me now. The dildo was halfway in when ... pulled it out, again slowly. Amber's eyes locked with mine. I pushed the dildo back in, my other hand's fingers mirroring the motion. "Unhh..." Our moans were in stereo. The dildo and my fingers went in, out, in, out, picking up speed. God, this was so hot!Amber's hand reached down to hold mine on the dildo while her other started to play. Then I was asked what my body count was. I counted on my fingers. My husband, Rodney, Ken, Jamal, Nick, Alex, Josh, Robert, and Luis. 9 guys. Hopefully I wasn’t missing anyone. I held up 9 fingers and they laughed hysterically. I added, “All within the past 2 years!” I got another high five for that as my confidence was getting boosted by their approval.“Were they all white guys and Lebanese guys?” one of them asked. I said no and that I’ve been with black guys before too. “We’re a lot better. Hasting asked.“I was such a nerd that the girls had no interest in me. Thankfully, I met my wife in college,” Doc Grog shared.“TMI!” I said, shaking my head.“Sorry. You caught me off guard,” Doc Grog said. “You can have sex as long as you don’t move your hips or twist your torso. Basically, just lay there.”“Sounds like my first wife,” Mr. Hasting said.“Again, TMI—waaaaaay Too Much Information,” I complained.“Son, when you reach our age, you’ll understand,” Doc Grog said, trying not to smile.“I. I rocked myself back and forth looking around the room as I fucked the bachelor. I licked my lips from time to time and made head movements to throw my hair about to keep everyone interested in the action. I wanted these other kids ready to blow when I got to them.I arched my back and leaned back towards the bachelor. I grabbed his head and pulled him forward. “Do you want to cum again?” I whispered and all he could do was gasp yes. I continued, “Okay, but please be sure to fill my ass with.