I'm sure going to miss that cheerleading outfit," I said somewhat sadly.She looked at me with a puzzled look, her curiosity piqued, but already suspec...ing that that extraneous comment was an attempt to get her to change her mind about resigning from the squad. Her guard was up."Huh?" she asked.I repeated myself. "I'm going to miss that cheerleading outfit."No response from the far side of the car. I thought I had better elaborate. Hell, I had started out by saying the first thing that came to. You are now standing in the room in your bra, thong and heels, the center of attention. Once again, you are spun. Your back is towards these strangers. Are they naked? Are they hard? ‘Spread your feet shoulders width apart.’ You comply. ‘Now bend at the waist and lean forward.’ Again you do as you are told. You are leaning forward, hands on the edge of the bed. Your ass on display, protected only by a tiny green thong. You wonder how much they can see, you know how much they can see. You turn. "We can't," you gasped but the desperate words were futile. For you knew what he wanted, what he craved. His hands explored and soon pressed up between your thighs, the hem of your skirt ruffled around his wrist as his fingers claimed you.His hot breath on your neck, his mouth nuzzled as he whispered naughtiness into your ear and teased his tongue against your creamy skin. You murmured, lost to his attentive lips as his fingers peeled wet lace aside and sank into your hot mess."I’ve missed you. "With a final thrust, he withdrew his cock from Maria's now glistening beaver."Thanks for your donation," she smiled.Hubby clapped his hands again. "Okay number two, get in there and squirt some more jizz into my whore wife, before anything starts leaking. We want her snatch filled to the brim the whole time she is being banged."The second guy, tall,and thin, looking like he was in his early twenties, stepped up eagerly and slammed his thick love pole into the waiting fuck hole and commenced.