She seemed to have given many blow jobs, to her husband and to who knows to how many other men, pre-marital, as a grieving widow and perhaps even as a...cheating spouse.But much as I loved the idea, the feeling of unloading my cum into a talented mouth, I knew at that moment that her cunt was ready and willing, and cunts have always been my receptacle of choice.My fingers moved down between her legs. They parted, not in surrender nor in submission, but rather in welcome, in joy. Her fingers took. He placed his other hand on my breast and gently caressed it through the cotton. For some strange reason, I was enjoying it. I knew it was wrong, but it just felt so right and so good. His lips pressed against my neck whilst his hands worked my pussy and tits. I tilted my head up and moaned softly into the microphone. Daniel hitched the bottom of my nighty up and pulled my panties down whilst his other hand cupped and rolled my breasts around. He brought his lips away from my neck and glimpsed. With a cheer the group of them turned to me and said that I only messed up on 2 of them. So I won the basket I took my winnings to my room as they continued to drink. My phone rang it was Carly she texted wondering what I thought of the game. I told her that I still can't believe it happened she replied that she felt the same and couldn't believe that she had let herself to be talked into taking part. Then she asked me which ones I liked the most. I said my favorite was the last ones. But the only ones to see were Goran and the borsin.Cat was panting, gasping for breath, desperate to control not only her breathing but her racing heart. But she couldn’t concentrate on anything. The alpha began moving, again. The simple movements began the powerful fucking, again. Her body began building to the next orgasm, again. This whole effort was to … maybe … win some control over the alpha, then hopefully the herd, but she couldn’t hold any control over even her own body.She rode.