I was pulled into the lap of one of the guys, his mouth on mine, kissing me hungrily. Another guy sat next to him and he grabbed my hand and placed it...on his crotch and I could feel his hard cock. I rubbed his bulge and then I felt him unzip his pants and he pulled his cock out. I gripped it in my hand, stroking it, feeling the warm flesh, soft and hard, throb in my hands as the guy moaned. Oh, you are one nasty slut, he moaned. I heard gasping moans and the slap of flesh and it sounded like. Anal, sometimes. And vaginal, well that was guaranteed. But maybe this afternoon the act itself wasn't that important, just a necessary part of their game.And then she keeps me there on the promise that we still haven't talked. And guess what? Peter comes home early!It all fits!By now I was home, and I chose to make myself a cup of tea before I go and shower. Even as I'm making it, and as I'm drinking it, I start to search for alternative solutions.Well, the obvious one, I suppose, is that. ” The dark-haired lady picked Stefan’s cock up in her right hand and leaned in close.She studied the impressive cock before staring at the blonde-haired man lying on the bed before her. He had closed his eyes and had relaxed. It was time for Diane Caldwell to go to work on him. It had been far too long since she had been intimate with a man and she really needed a good seeing to.Ms. Caldwell continued to stroke Stefan Bjorkman’s impressive balls with her left hand and gently and slowly moved. She had phoned me twice already since she left. I had made reservations for us to have a ten day honeymoon on a small island off the coast of Washington. I had put aside any doubts and jitters, trusting to my feelings about taking this momentous step. I felt ready, and was filled with hope for a long and successful marriage. This lasted right up until I was contacted by a voice from my recent past.Jimmy, this is Hal. I've hesitated to disturb things before now. With the way you are thinking.