” “Sloppy seconds,” Tom smirked and shoved his cock back up her tight sphincter. Both buys grunted as Jessica writhed between them. She was lovi...g it, taking a cock up both her wholes, and panted liked a bitch in heat. “Fuck my ass, oh yes! Fuck, that's a nice cock in my dirty snatch! Yes, boys, fuck me! Fuck me!” Jessica writhed between them as an orgasm rolled through her body. They two guys just kept right on fucking her. Quatch started squeezing her breasts hard, pinching her nipples.. She was crying!“Maria, what’s wrong!”With that, she started sobbing. I just helplessly held her and waited for her to calm down.After a bit, she looked up and wiped her eyes with the sleeve of her blouse. She looked at me for a minute, quietly, and then buried her face in my shoulder. With a muffled voice, she whispered, “Charlie, I know you care for me, and the way you are with Catarina has been priceless for me. No, don’t say anything yet!”“I’m lonely,” she whispered. “I want you; I want to. I laid back and sighed. He took that as an indication that I was ready and he climbed on top of me and slowly mounted me. His strokes were sure and powerful. I was soon into the experience and came to small orgasm. He followed a minute later with a grunt as I felt his cum shooting into me.The whole process was over in less than fifteen minutes.We dressed in silence and came down stairs to find Betty quietly sitting at the kitchen table with a glass of scotch in her hand. She smiled and said, "I. Here, let me see.“I could hear a wet sound, like a finger sliding through slick pussy lips. I stifled a moan, too scared to miss a second of this, to miss a single word or single breath.“Look at this. Soaked. Here, open your mouth. Clean it up.”I had never sucked my own wetness from someone’s finger. Never sucked someone’s finger, period. I had never wanted to, but now it seemed like an amazingly sexy idea. He seemed to think so, too, judging by the noises he made.“Tastes like at least five,.