“Aye well I almost came in my pants at yours last week,” I heard my son say. “Your mums tits were fucking awesome in that tight t-shirt she had ...n.”My fanny was literally frothing by this point and listening to them describing me this way had me orgasming heavily on my fingers.More laughter ensued then I heard them getting ready to leave and shouting to me that they were going out. I composed myself quickly, still with sticky fingers and left my room, meeting them in the hall. They were all. I wondered if you’d like to join me?”“How old are you, Paul?”“Twenty-one, that’s not too old for you, is it?”“Probably not,” she said with a fabulous giggle.“So does that mean you’ll go with me to breakfast?” I asked never realizing how difficult I had thought this would be.“Just a moment, Paul,” she said opening the door slipping on some tennis shoes and yelling, “I’m going to breakfast see you later!” and pulled the door closed behind her.I offered her my arm and she took it.I wasn’t sure if. I gagged on most of it but swallowed as best as I could and watched as the boys smiled in satisfaction. They all fucked my mouth one by one and Michael was content on biting, pinching and sucking on my breast like a little boy. They were all exhausted and David smirked and said getting up and pulling on his jeans“Lets go upstairs!” I followed them like a prisoner up the stairs and followed them into their sister’s room. As we got to the door; Tony took out a black cloth which looked the fabric. I could turn my head around far enough to look him in the eye and say, “Cum in me. Cum in my pussy. Take your pussy now.” Rex showed me what he had, why I was attracted to him in the first place, why I’d followed him to London, why I had manipulated all my relationships just to be his. “Holy shit! I can’t stop cumming.” I felt a series of spasms rock me to my core being. Others in the house must have heard my cry of joy. Rex thrust all the way into me, his pubic hairs scratching my poor.