I moaned aloud and pushed my ass back to meet his every stroke into my now open asshole. I was breathing in deep hard gasps as he fucked my ass with l...ng deep and faster strokes now. I felt his cock swell even bigger in my asshole and I knew I was going to get an ass full of cum. I rubbed with clit faster now as he began to pump my ass with hot sprays of sperm jet after jet splashed deep into my asshole as I had yet another orgasm. With one final deep thrust into my ass he pumped the last drop. So about a hour or so had passed and i said to them both that she would be next , her face was a picture , she instantly began the blush and looked nervous , i said to her to stay where she was and lead him to the bedroom, he came with me rather meekly, i instructed him to lay on the bed on his back but in such a way that his head was at one corner, the moment he got into the required postion i handcuffed his wrists together in front of him , then placed a gag over his mouth - one of my. . . their . . . cocks," she gulped, her eyes widening, as though she'd said a word she shouldn't. "Do they get hard?" "Ye . . . yes," she whimpered. "Do you squeeze their cocks?" "Yes." she breathed. "Do you give them hand jobs?" "So . . . sometimes." "Do they touch you between the legs?" I slid my right hand down onto her leg, stroking idly along her inner thigh, keeping a good several inches away from her panty-covered crotch. "Sometimes," she gasped. "Have they ever made you cum?" . The two staring at opposite end started to work their way down, response ran the gambit from a look, touch, lick or swallow. Of course as the chocolate man made his way past me I could appreciate him but I allowed him to pass without touch or taste. Jenny (whom my husband knew) took the other side taking his swollen manhood in her mouth. I could tell she wanted me to aid but I held strong. I explained how she sucked on his big balls as she stroked his long member. That’s when I noted my husband.