He’s a slut too! I keep this to myself of course. He moves up on the bed, and straddles my chest. He looks down at me, demanding I open my mouth. I...obey willingly. He inches closer, and pushes his cock right into my mouth. He doesn't work it in, he pushes right in, balls deep. He grinds it hard in the back of my throat, before he starts thrusting. I pull hard at the ties, shocked by the roughness. It’s turning me on so much. I feel my pussy glistening with excitement. He fucks my throat hard,. I stood only 5'7 but that leant well to be the bottom in a relationship. I turned and spread my ass, my pretty pink winked back at me, simply begging to be stretched.30 minutes later I stood outside a modest house with an attractive garden. I rang the bell, the door opened. I was greeted by a hunk of a man standing 6'2 and close to 200lbs. He was hairy, a heavy stubble, arm and leg hair was shown. He was built and his chiselled pecs showed up through a tight fitting t-shirt. 'Hi boy, come on. The ladder steps looked solid, so I climbed upstairs. It was easy to see what was what. There was a burlap bag laying on the old straw at the end of the barn, facing where Bear had been shot. I walked over to the area, looking for anything that could give me a clue.The burlap bag was laying lengthwise, toward where Bear had been. When you looked at where someone had laid, there was a smudge of yellow near where a man's chest would have been. I got down and looked back toward where the others. All three of us laughed and were in very jovial and relaxed mood.I would like to remind readers that Neena was still sandwiched between two of us and was now quite free of the initial inhibition. I had my right hand on her left thigh and took her left hand and placed it on my right thigh. I noticed that Anil was now easily holding her hands, pressing her thighs under some pretext of enjoying the jokes and poetry and was mildly pulling Neena in his direction. During the program I pulled Neena to.