He whispered that I was his dirty slut wife that he loved to watch getting it on with another man. His cock throbbed in my cunt as he fucked me and ta...ked dirty to me.Peter was showing interest again as his cock stiffened. While my husband remained between my legs, giving me a good fucking, Peter sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed my leg. His hand ran down my leg and grabbed my ankle. He brought my foot to his mouth and started sucking on my toes while my husband fucked me. That was another. She had her head back andher mouth wide open, gasping. She gripped my cock,positioned it at the entrance to her tunnel and with a moanlowered herself, taking my pecker all the way into her inone movement.Marge started bouncing up and down, fucking her brains outon my now steel-hard rod. I grabbed her hips to keep her fromgoing too far up because I was afraid that she would hurt meif she missed on the down stroke.I was not close to cumming yet, after all the sex in thepast several hours, and I. I didn't really have any strong feelings either way about it. I sometimes look at women and find them attractive and sexual. I just had never considered having sex with another woman.The women started undressing me. One of the women, the brunette, seemed very shy and very embarrassed. I got the impression that she really didn't want to be here or be doing this in front of all those guys.When I was naked, one of them laid me down on the blanket in the middle of the floor. She got down with me. ’ He wrenched her head and pulled her to her knees, again. She knelt there, looking up at him. ‘This is it, Kay,’ Robert said. ‘The last time. Tell me what I want to know.’ Spit and semen drooled from her slack lips. Kay’s hair was matted and her face was bruised and bloodied. She looked like hell. She looked dead. ‘Go… fuck… yourself…’ her voice was small, but determined. Robert’s face hardened. He raised his pistol. Just then, the door opened. Two young men ran in, stopping dead when they saw.