She never said what, but you had a lot of boyfriends before you met Jim. I heard her telling Dad that she was surprised you've stayed married this lon... – you must be getting it from somewhere else!" "I'll have to have words with her!" I giggled as I leant forward to brush my boobs across his face as his finger had now fully entered my arse as I fucked him as hard as possible. "Get up and bend over the table." Lewis eventually grunted, "I want to fuck your shitter." Oh Jeez!" I gulped and. I licked and sucked Mistress Candy to three orgasms (I think), and she pushed herself away from me, and rested. It took both of them to get me back on my knees, which were getting sore. Mistress Melissa stepped in front of me, and I looked up at her. She pulled up her skirt, and let it drop. Now I knew she wasn't wearing any panties. Mistress Candy got a cigarette from the dresser, lit it, and sat on the bed watching me. Mistress Melissa walked over to a large upholstered chair that was a few. He tried to concentrate on their conversation but it was almost impossible. Certain things registered, however. Mike was a student at Parksburg City College, athletic, good-looking, in his early twenties, while his luscious young bride of two-months stayed home and played housewife... There was something interesting there when he got around to think about it... home all day... convenient as hell and just about his own age... he'd get to that in due time, but he didn't want to clog his mind with. I knew instinctively what he was implying, he wanted to see between my legs again, the very thing that was pleasing him, so I smiled at my new friend and opened them, wider than what could be considered decent, hiking my hem up, emboldened by the fact we were alone and I was feeling warm and nice down there.As I looked his coat parted and I saw him, he was bigger than my brothers and the more I looked at him jerking up and down, the more mesmerized and warm I became.Suddenly it made sense, I.