My middle finger pushes down and my juices soak it as my labia enfolds around. My finger then curls up seeking the bud and then flicks over it, into i..., scissoring it between my fore and middle finger. I cry out again. My left hand runs through my hair, gripping it into a ball, pulling then releasing. My face turns and presses into my open hand; I bite the base of my thumb. I grip my hair again and I bury my face into my pillow. My pussy is on fire. I feel my climax racing toward me and I. Look at them. They were generally single, horny, and drunk.”“So you’re saying they just used me.”“That is what I think,” he said. “I’m sorry, darlin’. It wasn’t anything personal. Just the way of the world. Isn’t there a philosophy that says that the only thing that’s real is what’s in your head?”“Yes, it’s called solipsism. Our self is the only reality we can experience.”“That’s how you and I are different from them, Donna. For all they know, for all they can know, solipsism is true. They’ll. Suddenly a warm sensation spread inside my body as he fired his big load deep up my ass. He withdrew and got up in front of me ordering me to suck and lick his cock clean of the warm juice. I did as I was told and swallowed every drop of it, as I didn't dare to spit anything out. "Good boy! You seem to enjoy that tasty sperm" he said. "Now, lie down on the floor!” his friend commanded. He forced me to lie down with my chest facing the floor. He got on top and guided his penis to my hole. He. Then Sahil said he will leave and hope to see us again. Somehow I understood that now things have changed and they will meet again.Once he left mom said, “Before you ask anything, I will say you can see everything and I believe you have heard everything yesterday night”.I said, “Not all but yeah somewhat and I was surprised to know that thing”.Mom blushed and smiled. It was both, a mixed smile of embarrassment and happiness.She said, “Whatever you heard, you heard right but it was amazing fun.