--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- You take a deep breath as you look over.. at the setting of sc...ne seven.. your face reddens more hearing him talk about sex action by the pool and.. and the money shot. Your shorts feel wet as your honey pot tingles again and again at the thought of it. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I go back to my position still stroking the biggest length you have. I went around to each boy and sucked their cocks one more time, getting loads from two of them. After I was done, with cum leaking from me, I went to take a shower and they left. I knew they thought I was a slut, but now, maybe I had several boys that would come over when they wanted some old pussy to use!The next Sunday, I went to church as usual and saw them all once again. They whispered something to each other and I knew it was about me and the slut I am. I didn't care though and just. Both sat staring at their screens for a few moments then allowed themselves to clean up and resume their conversastion before heading off for the night. Grace lay in bed that night picturing what had happened over and over in her mind she felt a sting of guilt wash over her and suddenly felt dirty and disgusted with herself. A few houses down Stu lay in bed thinking of Graces perfectly shaven pussy her fingers slipping in and out as he stroked his dick wanting so badly for hands to be stroking. “The same goes for you, Mister!”We laughed at that and fell onto the bed and wrestled our clothes off. Today, Marilyn got on top and rode me, while playing with her clit as I fondled her tits. Afterwards, she stretched out on top of me, and this time was a lot slower and sweeter. “I love you, Mrs. Buckman,” I told her afterwards.Marilyn propped her face up on her hands, digging her elbows into my chest as she did so. “I like the way that sounds.”I rolled over and relieved the pressure of her.