We showered together and headed for breakfast and our meetings.When they finished it was back to the room and a repeat of the day before. As she bounc...d on me I asked, “Why do you cheat on your husband, not that I’m complaining?”“Technically I’m not. He knew I’d get laid on this trip like all the others. He just doesn’t know who will be fucking me.”That puzzled me even more. “So do you fuck around a lot?”“Not at home because he’s there. I’ve been a twice-a-day girl since I started. He knew that. .In our catholic Church I seated on the first row having my kids near to me, both sides: “Boys please put your raincoats on your legs”. “Yes auntie”.The coffin was between us and the altar, closed, the Priest entered saying a few words introducting the function. I knew Father Mariano very well, he sometimes had sex with his devoted women, me also, but he prefers young boys and his altar boys are well trained to satisfy him.As soon as Father Mariano directed his glance to me I quickly put my. “All right. Fine. For a man that size I would...I would get down on my knees and worship his cock.” I leaned in, talking more intensely and softer. “I'd polish the tip of his knob with my tongue until I could see my own whorish face in it.” Now I was whispering. “I'd cradle his fat balls in my palms and tug on them while I drank every last drop of his cum. That's right, I'd be nothing but a jizz-jar for a man that size, a slutty little big-tittied bitch with a gutful of spunk and a cuntful of. Even as she was being pounded by guy number three, Roz noted that guy number one was now hard again, and just took it for granted that each of these studs was going to fuck her at least twice, and she'd let them. After number one had finished his snack, number three said; “Who evers up her next get ready, I'm filling her up any second now!” and seconds later, “Ahhhhhhg yes, take that you fucking whore, take my spunk!” and he shot his own load on top of what was left of the earlier ones. Roz had.