Hell, I wanted to give her something to remember.I pulled into the parking lot at 11:45 that day horny as hell. At 11:55 out came Bob, we exchanged pl...asantries and off he went. Precisely at noon out walked Jane. She stopped and said, “going home for lunch. I’ll be back at 1:00. Lock the door behind you as Kelly is going to take her lunch and she’ll open back up when she’s done.” Holy shit Paul you sneaky devil!I went in and locked the door behind me as instructed. There was no one up front and. She was almost a dead weight and I wondered if I could really get her up the stairs. Although I was fairly tall, I was quite slender and had only average strength for a boy my age. She breathed evenly and deeply as I began to help her staggering steps and had to virtually drag her to the stairs. Getting her up the stairs was harder than I thought it would be, but I eventually succeeded and got her to her room.I sat her on the edge of the bed and removed her robe. I then lay her on her back. She explained how she'd been pissed when she first learned that Ellen had gotten her parents back together, fearing that her mother would abandon him again when things got better, and he'd then fall apart without Ellen there to hold him together. But she explained how they'd managed to work things out, and reassure her that not only were they OK, but that they were committed to each other, to her, and to the others in the house. She went on to explain how the same thing happened time and again. Pete slid his hand up under my skirt and I couldn't help but let him finger my twat. I was so wet. We were in the laundry at this point. That's where all the beer was. I rubbed his cock through his pants and soon enough he had it out and he was fucking me on the washing machine. It felt so good and dirty doing it so close to all these horny men." How many men were there?" You know. I've never counted. But from my memory of who I knew was there ... at least ... ten."Ten men plus Amy," I.