Ahhh, fuck…Me: So, one by one, me and my buddies fill your wife’s ass, cunt and mouth with our cum until it’s red, swollen, and leaking ...ons of creamy jizz.Still, a few guys haven’t had a go… and your wife tap’s out, not able to take any more. She just points at you. And the guys, their cocks in various states from soft to hard, look at you, tied up on your side of the bed.A: And how many of you are there?Me: Eight total.A: Will you tie my wife up, too? Force her. It was amazing. This girl was every guys dream. She knew what she wanted, she was relaxed, comfortable with her body, not insecure, and sexually confident. I ran my finger down her crack, dipping it in to the knuckle without any barrier, she groaned and bucked, and said “my god I feel like I could cum all over your hand right now, lick my clit it’s throbbing”. I lowered myself between her thighs and slid my tongue from the hint of her asshole right the way up to her folding lips, parting them. Quietly she watched as Leandro walked slowly through the store, deliberate tilts and turns of his head up-and-down, side-to-side, always as if it was his first time in Second Glances. There was a certain appreciation in his examinations as he scanned the books, the shelves, the store itself. That appreciation only seemed to intensify when his eyes crossed paths with Nissa. He would never stare though, never burn his glare into her. His looks were purposeful yet were only glances; enough for her. The huge bulge in his boxers weren't that bad either. I couldn't see his face though. It was buried in my pillow. As I slowly went over to the hunk on my bed, I saw that it was Dave. Apparently he fell asleep on my bed, completely exhausted. On closer inspection, I saw a couple of used tissues and my naughtiest black lace lingerie beside him. I couldn't remember if I left that there and certainly the tissues weren't mine. As I sat next to him to wake him up I was surprised when he embraced me.