I had no idea how long I lay there. My heart rate and breathing slowed. I could no longer feel the thudding in my chest, but assumed that I was still ...live. After I stilled my racing thoughts and relaxed enough to stop being curious about what she was doing, I discovered I was really quite comfortable. In fact, I drifted back into sleep.I awoke to featherlike touches on my crotch. I started, suddenly not sure if I was awake or simply lost in a dream of deafness and darkness. My heart started to. At first my tight pucker didn’t take his man meat and I struggled to feel him in me. To take me as his. I wanted him bad and was not happy at first, and a little worried since he wasn’t able to penetrate my waiting and ready ass!! He then told me to relax and bear down like I was on the pot, a little confused about that one, but again I did as my new fuck daddy told his subordinate boy and he went in, and it was good, relief washed over me as i took his 8 inches in me.2 I was so worked up it. Each morning, Janice would choose an earring for me to wear for the day.And each morning I would accept her choice without comment and put iton.And on valentines day, guess what? I wore the pink heart to work.* * *And then there were the briefs. I'd be sitting down at my desk at workand they would work themselves up into my ass and I would clench my asscheeks feeling them nestled in there.And every time I did, I thought of Janice. It was delicious, and knowingthat I was wearing them at her. And in the very next shot, my mother wrapped her naked legs around Kunal’s hips, as he dry-humped his manhood against my mother’s pussy.My mother was just above 5 feet and would have weighed around 50. In front of Kunal, my mother looked like a petite college slut.Kunal used his strength to grope both of my mom’s thick round ass cheeks, and lifted her up from the table, with her legs still wrapped around his body. Kunal was effortlessly carrying my mother, showing the kind of ‘bull’ this.