A car pulls into the driveway, engine purring like an overfed cat. Michael. Her darling boy. She walks quickly into the bathroom. Running water. She w...shes her face and pastes on a smile. Her lips feel as stiff as cardboard. Her bottom lip is cracked and bleeding. Her teeth are yellowing from too many cigarettes, too many glasses of wine. She looks away and fumbles for a hairbrush. He is sitting in front of the television when she enters the living room. His shirt is unbuttoned, the tie. I enjoy Osei, well, except for the stain of p*o on his cock afterwards. OK, enough of those details....... Kristen and I were together waiting for either one or two of the boys. We were just nibbling. Both men came in together and took positions above and behind us. We wiggled into better positions and began dueling blowjobs on Jay and Osei. It was kind of a contest to see which of us could take more. Kristen has Jay and he is starting to buck. Kristen pulls off, calls me over, tells Jay. So I turned to a side and pulled aside my panty. I entered my finger into my pussy.My fingers were so cold that I screamed out in shiver sensation. Babu asked, “What happened?” I said nothing and tried few more times but my fingers weren’t getting hotter.So hopelessly I said, “Give me your hand, Babu.” I checked the temperature on his hand, it was warm enough. I asked, “Babu my hands are cold for me to masturbate can you help me out?”Babu with a smiling face said, “Yes.” Without pulling up my. There weren’t very many cars in the parking lot so we hoped that meant that it wasn’t too busy for some more fun. Once again, us guys went in first to scope the place out. This store had three guys working in it. One of the guys looked like he may still be in high school and he was stocking shelves. The second guy looked college age and the third was an older guy, perhaps in his later 50s early 60s. They asked us if wanted help and we told him we were just looking. Not long after, the.