“That’s the way!” Nikki chuckled as he slapped my arse again while hammering his cock deep into my slit, “Fuck the slut’s mouth…..fill her...fucking throat with your cock.” Before I could respond his cock was filling my mouth and throat. The alcohol had obviously numbed my brain and lubricated my dormant libido because I was in sexual Heaven as my two young lovers tried to fuck my brains out while tugging on my hair and spanking my arse. I’d fanaticised about being in this position many times. Jock itch,heat rash, and heaven forbid they accidentally take a direct hit.So like my previous analogy, sure a couple of days a year it was greathaving a penis. But the other three hundred and sixty some-odd justdidn't make it worth it. So graduating high school I had come to asolid core belief. It's great to be a guy, but it sucks to have apenis.At this point I must say my parents loved me; but they were of a firmbelief that one provides for himself. After high school it was expectedof me. ‘My name is Mrs. Alan, but you can call me Sally.’ She said, handing me a Jack on the rocks. We both looked in time to see my wife licking the cream from her breasts as Trinity and Holly helped. Looking around, some of the guests had moved to other parts of the mansion, others went out by the pool and some remained in the Great Room. The mansion soon filled with cries of passion as partners satisfied each other sexually. I watched as Trinity and Holly walked over to me, their lips coated with. " Anything?" Martha asked."Anything," I agreed."Anything," May agreed, "Just a moment," she said and closed the door.They spoke for few moments and then Martha opened the door again, "We'll let you stay tonight and then we'll see," she said, "You will obey the house rules wont you?" Sure," I agreed."And do as we say, no arguing, or you're straight out on the street." Martha insisted."Sure, look I'll be real grateful," I explained."You'll have to sleep in the parlour," May said."Why? don't you.