Not for the relationship that I lost, but for the pleasure I had when I was with her.The way her lips moved on my skin… The sight of her busty jugs ...ouncing back and forth when I pumped her hard.. They way her hands cupped around my cock and balls.. Caressing and massaging them. The way she made me see stars in broad daylight.. The look in her eyes when she glanced up at me after a blowjob, my load dripping down her face… Aahhh, it was heaven.Now my cum only drips down on cheap tissues which. Concerned for me, but masked. He enjoyed my gasp. I knew it, and I wanted him to enjoy it. There was a ring of hot pain between my pink ass cheeks, split by a filling of rock-hard cock that I could feel throbbing; I could count the racing beats of my sex beast's heart, faster, and I lost count. A rough hand grabbed my aching boy meat,upside down, the top of his fist at the base of my cock, my raging head poking out near his pinky, roughly tugging, making my sac bounce furiously around."Deeper,". She had left a note on the garbage pails telling the men to come up to the house for their bonus, figuring she would have everything worked out. She started to get up to go out and retrieve the note when the kitchen doorbell rang. Lisa gasped."Oh great," Doug griped, getting up to go to the door. Lisa stared nervously at the door as Doug opened it. Two black men dressed in stained blue jumpsuits stood there smiling. They both looked to be in their late forties. The taller of the two was in. " Do I suck their cocks?" Yes." Do they fuck me in the back seat or take me to a motel?" Ben and Dave did you on their back seats. Mike took you to a motel."Chandra stopped dressing and came over to where I was sitting on the edge of the bed and knelt down. She opened my fly and fished out my cock, took it in her mouth and when it started to grow she took her mouth of me long enough to say, "Tell me. Tell me what they do." I told her the things that I imagined her doing with them and I told her.