I grasped his chest in a bear hug and he embraced my head pulling at my hair. I rocked back and forth barely sliding my dick out of Mitch, but instead...nudging his walls. He growled in my ear as I panted. Mitch wrapped his legs around me and squeezed. With every breath trying to escape my lungs, my ass cheeks clenched and shuttered on the cold metal bench. My stomach muscles closed into one single entity and my dick swelled twice as big as it was before, or so it seemed. Mitch helped the rocking. This guy was a better stud as he pounded me for almost 10 minutes before he came. By this time my pussy was like a glue pot. He stood up and shouted “next” and two guys walked in. One was the groom. I could see he had recovered from my blowjob and was ready for more. The other guy got on the bed and mounted me. I expected Ralf to want another blowjob. I was wrong. The guy fucking me rolled us over. “Here Ralf, fuck this bitch in the arse” he said. I had never had anal in my life and I said “no”. She was crossing the road, coming straight towards them. “Fucking hell,” Rodney said. “You were putting it mildly when you said pretty hot.”Then the three men fell silent as the girl climbed the steps. “My diaries!” she exclaimed. “Thank you so much for returning them! I can’t believe I lost them! They mean the world to me!”Neither man spoke, as if suddenly tongue-tied. James was thinking that she looked even more stunning up close. She was still wearing the purple dress from earlier, and now. I sure didn’t need any more cock but put on a good show while he got his rocks off. In spite of that, I laid awake for a long time thinking about what had happened and how I felt about it.Kind of surprisingly, guilt wasn’t anywhere near the top. My husband hadn’t been using my pussy enough or wasn’t doing me much good when he did, so “Why not?” I wasn’t going to leave my husband or deny him my body or anything like that so I figured what I did was my own business.Walter had given me his.