I barely had time to take any of it before he came up behind me and wrapped his arms around me. I wanted to melt away. I felt like I walked into heave.... He pressed his body against mine and kissed my neck. This was very really and it was definitely happening. I felt a little scared. Nothing could stop this now. His strong hands went from my stomach to cupping my breasts. I wondered for a brief second what Kayla would say if she saw us like this? I knew that I could never tell anyone about. My wife’s yells subsided and turned into deep gasps for breath. I looked up, still crying, to see the guy holding himself deep inside my wife as she finished twitching, her hips bucking up against his. Julie let out a soft coo as her orgasm subsided. "Did you just cum?”, the guy asked me wife. “Fuck yes.”, Julie said contently. Everything about her had softened. Her reply caused all three guys to laugh slightly. “Well get ready for a few more”, the guy said as he resumed the. Given the choice Phil would rather not die at all. The sexual attentions of two succubi might be the high water mark of any man's existence, but Phil was only eighteen. He would have liked more of a lifetime before Verdé and Rosa brought it to a glorious close.He didn't really have a say in the matter. His body had betrayed him completely. All he could do was lie back and stare at the ceiling.Come on! he thought. He had to find a way out of this. His legs were too weak for him to try and run. At least he doesn’t have daughters my age to ramp up the creep factor. He asks me about my life, what I do, what I like. Then comes the inevitable questions that I seem to get from any high school boy I’m messaging. “What are you wearing?”This isn’t creepy at all. A forty-year-old man asking me what I’m wearing. This is too soon somehow. Even though I’m wearing a t-shirt and panties, I lie. Again.“Light sweats.”“What else?”I’m wearing boy shorts but say, “Panties.”Then I say, “What do you.