I ran my tongue up Jon’s dad’s stomach and tasted his seed. The flavor made my cock begin to harden again. My friend Jon’s father and I had been...having affair, I guess it would be called. Although he was much older and I very young, I craved to be with him, to feel his manly, naked body next to me and to satisfy his manly, sexual needs. Then his wife, Jon’s mother, caught us and in those moments of confusion and fear, she coerced me, forced me, into having sex with her also. Now, after our. The men shot back up andwatched us make out, exchanging cum. I swallowed both loads, spilling alittle on purpose to feel it seep into my cleavage. It was the mosterotic experience I've ever felt and knew right there I was going tolove being a cocksucker. I looked over and saw they both had hard-onsagain. This was going to be a fun night.When we arrived back at our place, the two men came in with us and weran upstairs immediately. I was pushed onto an ottoman in our bedroomand my short skirt. She claimed she heard that so often that she went by the name Sarah now.“You are Brock and Jonathon? Very cool to finally meet you. Your moms and Savannah talk about you all the time,” Sarah said. The guys were flattered. “We’ve had some pretty weird shit here before. We get swingers who bring their wives in for the day just to watch them dance for other men. We had a girl who was into knives and hung herself from hooks. We had a girl who took a flashlight on stage so that men could see further. He picked up my blouse and said, “It is still wet and it has to dry.”The watchman told me to spread my saree on the bench as it will dry faster. I was semi-naked once again and he could see my cleavage and my boobs. I was starting to get aroused. I noticed his crotch and found that he was getting an erection as well. To be honest, I find it arousing when older men stare at me.I decided to tease the watchman further. I removed my saree, and started tying it on again. He was spellbound. I loved.