Smith’s house to collect my debit. She smiled and rubbed my pants to feel my hard cock. She told me how lucky Mrs. Smith was.When I arrived, Mrs. Sm...th was wearing just a man’s button shirt without any buttons closed. She walked me right to her bedroom and undressed me. I fucked her three times in a row and we talked.Jimmy got the job to keep him out of our way and to teach him a lesson. As to still wanting to bet she would take care of that.Mrs. Smith told me that she and my mother had been. She only brushed her fingers across his growing bulge in the pants, making him moan with desire.Johnson took her back in his arms, nibbling on her neck to make her huff and groan. One of his hands brushed against her almost bare leg and crept higher up under her skirt. His fingers were reaching up to her damp bikini. She shivered at his touch, thrusting her hip against his hand, craving his stronger touch. He hooked his finger in the waistband of her panties and pulled them down while she. As I swallowed his load my ass had gotten used to Troy and I was fucking back on his cock. It felt so good but he was so quick he came. Now the oldest put his cock in me. While not as long as Troy's his head was bigger and he was just as thick. As I had started to suck the last guy Troy handed me my poppers. After snorting them I took his friends cock and bucked back on it. The guy I was sucking shot his load fast and then I was licking Troys cock clean. His friend (Chris) took his time fucking. The perfect solution was the married man next door.He was a fine mannered gentleman with a traditional attitude of gentle treatment of all females. Mister Asagi would often carry her trash bag out to the disposal point bowing often to show his full respect of her feminine honor. It was quite a change from the men on the bus or the train that would grab her soft undefended flesh with naughty fingers without a single word and with the slyness of a fox stealing eggs. She felt so degraded by them.