” “I don’t drink anyway…especially now,” Donna asserted as she rubbed her belly. “But put your money where your pussies are, bitches…�...cause Momma’s bringing home your cash tonight!” A horrendous and chaotic cheer went up as all the women fumbled for various wads of cash, all tossing it onto the table at his feet. It wasn’t uncommon. The record had been set twice before. The first time by Sandra, the perfume queen. She’d done something to him with her fingers…on the ring around the head of. " You want to imagine I'm Stan?" he asked as he slid his hard cock into my pussy."The question baby, is are YOU imagining you are Stan."Barney pushed hard into me and I'm not sure where it came from, but I moaned:"That's it Stan, fuck your married whore. Make my husband a cuckold. Fuck my married pussy baby, fill my cheating hole."I was looking up into Barney's face when I said that and I thought I detected a wild glint in his eye. I wrapped my legs around his waist, locked my ankles in the. We awoke the next morning to someone knocking on the door. My wife got out of bed and went to the door to see who was knocking. I heard her talking to someone, and then she walked back into the room. She had one of her black male lovers by the hand. His name was Tyrell (but she could him Ty) and she told him to take his clothes off and join us in the bed. Tyrell climbed into the bed and Cindy started sucking his cock. His cock got bigger and bigger and Cindy was slurping all over it. Then Cindy. As for Susan being shipped off home that morning apparently in the car Amanda had torn into Susan accusing her of not being a true friend and had backstabbed her, Susan had only been allowed to return after she had promised not to have any further sexual contact with me “I am sorry about that” she added “but I am looking forward to tonight, perhaps we can see what happens in the future” but I knew her loyalties were with Amanda and that was that.The rest of the day was spent more or less in.