She lost a bit of concentration and her fingers slowed down a bit.The next six were on the sides of her bottom with an even coverage. This was more pl...asurable, very warm but not to sore.The next twelve were a different matter though, after rubbing his now pre cum dripping cock along her ass crack he used his left hand to pull up her right buttock to get to the tender part just above the thighs, six hard ones ending near but not on her perineum and the same on her left buttock.By this time. I felt like the smell should be driving me crazy, but I couldn’t find the energy to get excited. For the past few days, it had been a struggle to keep Becky Finklestein from popping into my head, but now the struggle was over. I used to dream about showing her up, about bending a horseshoe or crushing a phone to prove to myself that I was stronger than her, after all. But those were just dreams. I was awake now. She was in my head, and it felt like I could hear her chirpy, lisping voice in. She slowly walked my way and said she wanted one last memory. I could tell by the look on James' face that he wasn't in on this particular tryst. After engaging in a long passionate kiss she removed my tie and instructed me to help her tie James to the chair. He resisted at first but then settled in and seemed to be okay with what I was abotu to do to his wife. We quickly made our way to the bed where she pulled my now rock hard cock from my pants and wrapped her ruby red lips around my cock. “Well, gentlemen. Is 'she' everything I promised?” I blush as the stress on 'she', as my spread knees and nakedness make my gender very clear. “I expect you to use her properly, and with the respect that she deserves.”My eyes lift at her last statement, and I see four shapes come out of the shadows into my small circle of light. Four men, all nude, all beautiful, all very hard, stand there expectantly. I hear her voice and nearly choke. “Well, kitten, get to work.”I lean forward, crawling on.