“You ok sweetie”, he said.“A-huh”, was her response.And with that Mr. D held onto her hips and began fucking her slowly.Karen was very “voca...”. She was what I later learned was a moaner/screamer.“Ohhhh….ahhhhh..ummmmm”….sounds were all involved.After Mr. D. started picking up the pace it didn’t take long before Karen had an orgasm… Mr. D. pulled out and started to re-position her. I didn’t want to get caught watching and I needed some relief myself. It was so hot watching them both. I went. She stroked and sucked vigorously and my hardon rocked of its own accord. She stood up, still stroking me and whispered in my ear breathily, "Do you want it baby? Do you want to come inside me?" I may have managed "Ghaaaa." Good God almighty, did I want her? I'd do just about anything at this point to get inside that perfect body of hers. She pressed hard against me and asked me to suck her nipples. They were in my mouth as if by magic; hard and delicious and slick from my tongue – pink, like. When he finished, "Have that fuckin' white cunt lick your face clean" he ordered Jaz and she moved back up to me, leaned over and I began to lick the cum off her face. The rest of the men would take turns fucking me and shooting their loads over Jaz and having me lick their cum, as before. I had thought the day might be finished, but there was one more surprise in store for me before the day would end. Once all the men had finished shooting their loads and I clean off Jaz as best I could,. She dropped her head then began to tremble and sob. “I’m sorry,” Al said. “I didn’t want you to be alone when you heard.” He slid closer to her and went in for a hug. He was surprised she didn’t fight him off of her. “I know you cared about him.”“Do you,” snapped Brittney pulling away. “You did everything to keep us apart!”“I know. I was wrong for that.”“Yeah! You were,” she stood up. “I need a drink!”Brittney went into the kitchen and poured some lime-flavored gin into a glass. She added ice.