How... No.." I couldn't finish my sentence. He just stood there looking at me with this stupid grin on his face. By the time I got my words back Mom w...lked down the stairs. "Karey Lynn! I will never be able to afford air conditioning if my darn c***dren keep breaking my dishes!" Sorry Mom, it umm, I slipped." I glared at Chris with confusion and terror. "Well, you can finish cleaning up later. I'm starving. What else did you do today?" She asked me. Chris stuck his tongue out and licked his. He closed the distance again and kissed me with increasing passion. I felt myself being into his arms when he pulled away. He slowly stripped off his shirt and pants, leaving only his boxers on. There was an obvious bulge there. I took my time, stripping off the gloves, shirt, heels, and pants. This left only my corset and panties on my body. We crossed the gap again and kissed. I felt his arms go around me and loosen the corset. He stepped back to take it off, redistributing my little bit of. She lay impassively as her began to move. He seemed to poke his cock rapidly in and out of her. She was conscious of the other men moving a certain sound. Oh my god she thought they were wanking as they watched. He man grunted, he was coming. As he withdrew she felt the tell tale sign, the slippy ooze of his cum dripping out of her.The second man immediately took his place. A stocky 40 year old, with a circumcised cock, the same size as Bill. He entered her quickly, fucking his cock into her. And as for his cock — no definitely nothing like that. How could she prepare for this? She had a new worry — that of her husband returning from the fish market. She should not have opened the door so wide that he could saunter in. and now she herself was wide, wide open. ‘My husband could return at anytime,’ she mumbled, her body aflame and her mind numb. ‘We already see a change in concerns, don’t we?’ sneered Thakur, continuing his teasing rocking. Sheila had felt the broad cock struggle to.