Its rhythmic pace was almost soothing in a way. It certainly made up for the harsh light of the room that he was in after he opened his eyes. Tony bli...ked.Once.Twice.Three times.When he felt that it wouldn’t hurt to look around, he found himself sitting in a very plain looking bed, its starchy sheets practically taping him against the hard mattress beneath him. Almost immediately questions began forming. ‘How long was I out for? What the hell happened?’ Much to his chagrin, Tony couldn’t. Once, a husband liked it so much that he flipped his wife over and humped her ass right in front of her like it was some kind of porn movie or something.Another time, the husband had her sandwiched between the prone wife face down and his frenzied cock digging into first her ass and then his wife’s ass underneath her like twin asses ready to be tasted together at the same time. She liked getting his cock wet with his wife’s juices all over it shoved into her ass without mercy and she never. The hair tied in a grip and the glass sat on her nose. She went in and locked the door.If this goes well, I would get another chance to screw this married Indian girl at her house. After a few minutes and when the coast was clear, I went to the door and rang the bell twice. She took more time to open the door. When she opened the door, she was a bit shocked to see me.She exclaimed: “You?! How did you find my house?”. I didn’t answer. She looked around and pulled me inside and closed the door. ’ Both men laughed and raised their bottles one more time before Daniel turned to face the unpleasant task of dealing with this gate crasher. *** ‘You want me to do what?’ Jill practically screamed at Simone and the half dozen other wives and girlfriends that were huddled in the kitchen. ‘Are you fucking nuts? I might be drunk, but I ain’t that drunk. You want me to prance half naked before Daniel.’ She stared at Simone, ‘With everyone watching?’ The buxom young red head from Texas, who had.