I know it is hard to explain to a man but I felt a combination of both fear and delight. After they started, there was the feeling of being wonderful...y liberated from any shame that I might have had for totally enjoying what these guys were doing to me. Two hours later, as sore as I was, I was still being hammered, eaten and, I’ll admit it, enjoying it a lot. How can I explain to you how wonderful it feels to a woman to be completed filled over and over again by long, hard cocks? After all. So here I was on a Saturday morning out in my garage, got my radio playing oldies for inspiration, and I'm laying under the car happy in my own world.I detect a change in the shadows in the garage and know someone is there. Well, it can't be anyone in my family since they left for Ohio this morning to visit my in-laws. I scoot out on the creeper I'm laying on and try to see who is here. Looking up, I see it's that new k** from the house two down that just moved in. I'd seen him out in their. I suppose, it would have to be a best guess selection from the small group of boys you know."As I thought about the boys I knew who might be worth considering, she peeked against the sun along the path where a group of three figures was coming towards us and said, "Well, speak of the devil."It took me a while to realise that one of the three was Serge. The other two figures were boys roughly his age. They slowed down for a moment while Serge said something to the others, then they approached. He fucked me for a long time; I knew my ass was going to be sore after today. Gramps told me he was close, so he had me roll over so I could look in his face as he came. This is when he noticed that I was hard again. He shot even more cum up my ass. He asked if I wanted to cum, I told him yes. He said great, told me to get up. When I did, I was instructed to not let any of that cum out of my ass, I gave it my best shot, but my ass had been thoroughly used, and it was tough not to lose.