Later that night Mark wanted to have sex and I made no attempt to stop him. Our fun began the same way it always did. He stuck a hand up my shirt an... grabbed at my breasts for a little bit then he would pull my pants off, he would get naked and the sex would start. This time was different though.I was on my back with my legs spread and Mark was in me. At first I felt like I usually did, in a hurry for him to finish so I could go to bed. Then I started to think of the strap on video and of. With great patience, he softly nudged around, and into, the recalcitrant opening. Once in, his cock slid deliciously a few centimetres inside, until meeting another obstacle. A little in and out, a little patience, and I accommodated more of my visitor. The feeling of this easier entry was fabulous, but I wanted it all!The final obstacle took longer to overcome, but the euphoria of finally feeling the resistance give way, and the shaft penetrate easily to its full length, sent me into. I was constantly shaking with my orgasms, my nerves were stimulated beyond belief where my vaginal and anal muscles were constricting as each cock that was inserted. I wanted to milk their balls for more cum to saturate my womb and bowels.Five o’clock was nearing and I seemed to wear out my male friends. As they left, I made sure to give them loving kisses as I stood in the doorway naked with cum oozing from my pussy and ass. I was a mess, but I loved every bit of the loving mess. I made. My fingers curled firmly around his young manhood. Cautiously, I pulled his penis' back and forth, afraid I might hurt him.Although I'd had no such experience before, I knew just what to do. Just a month before, I had crawled to the backyard shed's roof to watch the stars; I was laying flat on my back, my hands folded beneath my neck; I glanced toward an almost imperceptible movement at Roger's lighted window. Roger was standing alongside his bed, his hand pumping against his groin. I'd sat up,.