I felt the tears welling up again and I wanted to pull away but third guy's hand was still firmly in my hair.Meanwhile, the other guy is pounding so h...rd on my cunt that it shoves my mouth even further down on its intruders. My whining turns to squealing when his fingers begin to explore my asshole. I want to scream and beg him to stop but the cocks in my mouth seem to be determined to see if they can both fit down my throat and I'm barely able to breathe. Then one of them, I don't even care. She glanced around the room, I stood up and waved to her. As she came up to my table I stood and kissed her on the same cheek her lover had kissed . I pulled out a chair for her and as she sat down she treated me to a lot of leg. I sat down and leaned over so I could talk to her over the music. Did you have a nice time I asked her? She smiled and said yes I sure did. I stood and took her hand let's dance I said. As we danced we whispered to each other. I asked if he had sex with her? She. I immediately withdrew my hand in a fear of being caught red-handed and pretended to sleep.As the bed light was on, I could see her reaction. Didi sat up on the bed. Finding the string of pajama open, she did not react and got up to and went to the bathroom. On coming out of the bathroom I could see that she had removed her pajama and her top was till her ankles. She came to the bed and on lying down, she steadily moved closer to me. Her one hand went to my groin and started to massage my lund. " I started to suckagain..."Don't I know it, you're far more of a slut than you were..." He startedto caress my hair or rather my wig... then the unthinkable happened hetugged a bit too hard when he became a bit too excited and it came loosein his hand...'What the fuck?" he was puzzled rather than angry...I was ready with a sick excuse... something like chemo or unexplainedhair loss...Unfortunately I think I looked a lot less like my sister without thewig... and he guessed the truth pretty.