As I drove my family to the Airport, that Friday evening I relished in the thought of being home alone and just being free from the wife and k**s. I ...aw them off and headed home. I made a drink sat in my recliner and watched television. That night I watched some porn and masturbated all night. Something I hadn't done in ages. That Saturday I spent, doing things around the house. I mowed the lawn. Cleaned the gutters and washed both of our cars. As I headed back into the house to. At this point i had figured i had made the right decision with two of them. One was really eager (we will call her Suki) and the other a bit older and reserved (call her Hana). Suki was very down for it grabbing and stroking me over my trousers even before we got back inside while Hana was all business checking my place out and counting money. Suki had my pants down and my dick in her mouth in no time and Hana was busy stripping. I was surprised when it was Hana that jumped on the couch first. Sam had even lashed out underhand, the whip wrapping around under her stomach and ribs. When he finally stopped she realized she was weeping. Not noisily, but her chest was heaving and tears flowed freely. She heard a whispered conversation several feel above her bowed head as she felt someone getting on their knees behind her. As best she could tell it was Matthew, apparently having decided to just help himself presumably because he’d managed to get hard again. After all, why wouldn’t he? A. Ron let out a deep grunt and mumbled something about ‘so much for taking it easy the first time’ and then began to slowly ease back out of me. The pain was already subsiding and as he shoved forward again, the tip of his cock began its long massage of my prostate. His paced quickened and I could hear him breathing heavily. When I could, I would clinch my sissy ass lips down on his cock and give him an extra squeeze. Every time I did, it was spurring on a horse as his pace quickened and the.