She wanted her first night of freedom to be wild and simply pure filth. The ones she would pick would be the ones that she’d happily let share the t...me with others. Inviting the first was the hardest, but with each phone call, it got easier. Her anticipation grew with each acceptance, as did the damp patch in her knickers.*Everyone had arrived. There were eight men in total. She wondered while seeing them all crowded in the relatively small living area of the apartment if she’d maybe over. I told her it had been goingon for a while and that no my wife, her sister didn't know.Then out of the blue her face changed and she asked me if I wanted tosniff the panties she was wearing. I looked at her and asked her if shewas serious at which point she lifted her skirt to show me the black lacethong she was wearing that I had seen on the day she arrived. My cockseemed to get even harder than before as I grasped it as I walkedtowards her. I kneeled down in front of Karen and leant forward. She stopped long enough to remove her panties and pull me down to her on the floor.I want to suck your cock until you cum, but I want you to eat my pussy while I do.She rolled us over and straddled my chest , she took my cock in her mouth and pushed her smooth shaven pussy against my mouth.She smelt sweet and when my tongue touched the lips of her pussy, I got my first taste of her sweet juices.I wrapped my mouth around her lips and sucked hard drawing them into my mouth as I drove my tongue as. They had the stock hobbled and tied to prevent them from wandering away or being stolen by outlaws or Indians and they had no lights or candles and not campfire after dark to mark their position for passing strangers looking for a stranger to rob or murder in their sleep.Shamefully, he started into another round on top of Amada’s more than willing buttocks when Cassandra opened her eyes and whispered, “I want some of that cock, little sister. Remember we are supposed to share everything.”He.