I had some laundry to get a move on first though, so I spent some time gathering it up and trucking it downstairs into the laundry room. I began sort...ng through clothes and filling the washing machine. About halfway through the sorting process, I felt warmth from behind as arms wrapped around my body and Hey, you was whispered into my ear. I could feel his hot breath on my neck and as his hands ran down my toned sides and under my shirt onto my waist, my heart picked up pace and I felt my. John stepped back now, off the dais, completely in a daze watching the men crowding around his naked wife and brazenly taking her. My slut. She’s mine. All mine. And at least a dozen other guys’, too, for now! God, she must be so thrilled. The gangfuck continued for half an hour more, as some men recharged at the buffet table with food and drink, coming back for seconds with the centerpiece whore, bringing their hands and fingers, cocks, semen, and even vegetables. Sixty-nine became the. She moaned loudly and Mel found her own hand moving to her pussy. She began to stroke her labia as she watched her friend being fucked by the manager. He thrust into her gently at first but becoming bolder as time passed, reaching under her to toy with her clit as he towered over her back. Mel slid a finger over her clit, feeling it throb under her touch. She hadn’t planned for this, hadn’t expected things to go this far but somehow it all felt right. She didn’t mind this, as long as nobody. He kissed her firmly, then reluctantly whispered, “We’re expected.”.“Damn. Damn, Damn,” Becky swore, swaying her body against him. “Oh, and you’re hard, aren’t you?”“Time is always going to be our enemy,” Jack told her, not for the first time. “But we are going to see each other regularly over the next two days.”Becky nodded her head sadly, and as they separated, her hand strayed across the lump at the front of his breeches, “Just keep that ready.”Jack laughed, “Hell, I won’t be able to.