”“There going to the store.”I screamed. Loud.“What is it, dear? Calm down. What could the matter be?”“Oh no,” I recoiled in terror, from...the hideous grammatic error, not to mention the awful rhyme. “We’re trapped! Caught in a badly writin sex story!”“Pipe down now sweetums. It’ll be Ok. We’ll just take a cold shower, and everything will be fine in a jiffy.”“You first,” I shoved him off the bed. He landed with a thud. My boobs were up to the size of watermelons now, and I noticed his dick. Then there was her hand… God, my dick was slick with precum and her saliva, and Claire was pumping my cock expertly, slathering the fluids all over my shaft.“Do you like that… Daddy?” she asked as she let my crown pop out of her mouth like a lollipop.“Oh, God, baby, that is so hot…”“Yeah, I love it… It’s such a hot fantasy,” I admitted.I indulged in more than a mere fantasy. Just a little bit. I let my euphoric, fogged up mind imagine it was Paige sucking me off. My toes curled as I let my wife. Then I could see both guys were not trying to hide the hard bulges in their shorts. Jackson had now his hand on his big cock holding it through his trousers. I sat up and looked down, while Peter was grabbing my bikini bottom and pulling it down my legs to my ankles. I did not any protest at all. Both black men smiled when they saw my shaven labia exposed.Peter pushed me back down on to the chair; I thought he would be first. Meanwhile, Jackson picked up my bikini and sniffed it; saying it. Andrew’s first thought was that Thomas wanted a piece of the action and that he was about to take part in a threesome. It was to be a threesome but of a different kind. Unexpectedly for him, Thomas seized his waist and pulled him up on all fours, suddenly, alarmingly bringing his burning huge cock in contact with Andrew’s thigh.“What the fuck are you doing man?!” screamed Andrew. “Just what you said – fuck” smiled Thomas and slid his cock between Andrew’s thighs. Instinctively, involuntarily,.