I started making up the meal for the girls' lunch. Jim was going to be over early I hoped, maybe 3 if he could, 4 at the latest, and I still had a few...things to do before he got here. When I got back into the bedroom Monique was there on the floor like I'd told her. She didn't have enough time to completely dry her hair, but I liked it that way. I liked the way it was wet and dripping on her naked skin. I loved the way there was still a film of water on her belly and between her tits, I could. I loved it when he was rough with me like this. I wanted this so much—wanted his cock ramming down my throat, taking me, showing me what a slut I was for him.Then, for the first time in fifteen years, Dom pumped his hot seed down my throat; his guttural cry as he came in my mouth music to my ears.I swallowed as best I could, sucking the thick spunk that coated my teeth and tongue, relishing the salty, viscous liquid.Finally pulling him out of my mouth, I licked the head of his deflating cock. Paul needed a walker to get around and Doris did all the driving. Paul was a small man about 5 3 and Doris about 5 1. Paul was quite the talker and enjoyed sitting in his garage and talk with me whenever he could catch me. I tried to accommodate him as much as I could and did not want to hurt his feelings. At his age I considered him a harmless dirty old man and would listen to his dirty jokes and how he bragged about not needing Viagra. He especially liked to talk about my 42D tits. At 510 and. With my hands locked behind my head, my elbows stuck out like two big handles; Tony grabbed these handles and pulled them forward as he stuffed inch after inch down my throat. Even as I gagged, Tony only laughed, "Come on bitch, I know you can handle it. Just relax. And watch those teeth."I thought I was going to choke to death as I gagged on his fuckstick, but when I felt Tony's pubes tickling my nose and his nuts bouncing off my chin, I knew I had taken all he had to give. My eyes were.