I liked the taste of his cum.”“I asked for Andrew and will again love watching his cum land on your tongue.”“Damn it, Dan, why couldn’t you ...ave been my first husband instead of Tony? You give me such sexual freedom in our relationship.”“You’d given Karen a run for her money as how much of a slutty wife you are. And you wouldn’t have had Alex.”“That’s true, he’s a good kid as teenaged boys go. I love our sexy adventures and how you enjoy watching men fucking me as your wife.”“It is unusual to. The next thing that caught my eye was the bell that was attached to his very stretched out banana sack. As he swung his hips the bell would ring upon hitting either his belly or to upper part of his round firm ass, a monster of a cock to be sure. He was introducing just how big it was when a second guy entered the room, barely dressed also but light of skin and a hairless body as I could tell. No bell but clearly very well hung and already firm for action. The two staring at opposite end. In these moments I feel so wanton; I love it, and can’t get enough of it. The mere thought makes me shudder. I don’t hold back and begin orgasm hard. I work my clit faster; he thrusts up meeting my blows down onto him, making the orgasm all the more powerful. I am grateful, and feel the explosion like a shattering piece of glass. I feel the grip of my walls squeeze around him tight, so hard he cries out. I feel him flood himself into me; our glorious waves of splendor are met together at once. . Hands on my shoulders pushing me to the ground. I was outnumbered and out smarted and thought how dumb I was to get into this. Then I felt my dress lifted and there were hands all over me and my dress lifted off. “We won’t hurt you and just have a little fun and off you pop.” If only that was true I thought. I’d stay out of parks. Just don’t hurt me. And there were hands on my breasts. Mouths kissing my breasts and I smelled tobacco. They weren’t hurting me just abusing me and I was.