I was burning down there…The Latin guy, Ramón, asked me if he could use the bathroom. The black one, Jamal, sat down close to me. I touched his arm...and smiled; then he leaned in to kiss me.I responded and soon he was also taking care of my tits.Ramón came back, looking what was happening. He reached out and lifted my t-shirt. He whispered as he discovered my bare buttocks. His black mate then lifted the t-shirt over my head and I stood naked in front of those horny guys. Jamal now rolled his. She took in her mouth. The moment her lips closed over my finger (over the bedsheet), I started moving my finger in her mouth.She said she lost and said it must be the finger. We repeated this 4-5 times with the finger and each time moving the finger downwards – chest, tummy, etcWhile doing this, she was beside the bed. I just glanced through the door and understood that my son was watching TV. So no one would disturb us for some time.I got the courage to place my left palm over my daughter’s. ”“Hell, yeah it is.” He wiped the sweat from his bald forehead. “What you been up to?”“Nothing much.”“You ain’t been up to nothing new since Frankie left? You two grew close before he left. Still playing baseball? Ain’t started college yet?”I shrugged. “Can’t start school until next January. And I really ain’t felt like playing baseball lately.”He stopped sifting through the bags and raised a thick dark eyebrow at me. “You miss him, don’t you?”“Yeah. Kinda.”He huffed. “Well if you miss him so. She sank down on it slowly until she had me all inside her again. She looked over her shoulder and smiled at me, a devilish spark in her eyes. Then it happened, she fucked my brains out. I’ve fucked quite a bit in my day, had some good pussy and some bad pussy (My roommate in college used to say it this way; pussy is like pizza, even when it’s bad its still pretty good.) and I’ve never had anyone do to me what this girl did to me. She moved her hips up and down, rotated them around and drove my.