The pistons started pumping. These pistons were new and had energy. I was thoroughly enjoying this gangbang. After a while I lost count of how many ha... fucked me. They just rotated, may be some came back. After sometime, they made fuller use of me. One of them sat on a seat with his cock in my arse hole, another entered me from in front in my pussy and a third shoved his cock in my mouth. I was servicing three cocks at a time now instead of only two before. Someone had very considerately taken. I was company. So I indulged her. "Why don't you expect him to come back?" "Oh, he left with some blonde. Went to the bathroom, he said. But I know the drill. He's been doing this since I was ten." This father seemed like a colorful character. I would make sure to keep him for one of my novels. "Divorced?" I asked without thinking. There was no stopping my intuitive and narcissistic nature from showing itself at every opportunity. She was understandably taken aback. She took another sip and. .Our next door neighbours had their cleaner in. She is about 24, brunette, Eastern European and has a very tidy little body. I was up in our back bedroom doing something mundane when I realised I could see her at work (our back bedroom overlooks their kitchen extension). This starts to get me horny and before too long my trousers are down and I pulling at my cock at the window, hoping she would see. All she had to do was look up and there I was, hard-on in hand wanking away for her. In the hope. I heard Danielle say, “That bastard husband of mine.” I just kissed my wife and went to work.That day when I returned home after work, they were both drunk, and I again heard, “That bastard husband of mine.” Fortunately it wasn’t my wife saying it.As I entered the family room I saw that both women had their shoes off and their feet curled up under them on the couch. There were three empty bottles of wine on the coffee table. I sat down in my favorite chair right opposite them. I could see their.