But, Holly, you should have more than that.” “I haven’t had anything,” she argued – a little frustration creeping into her voice. She snappe... her gaze away from me, her shoulders slumping as she stared down at the arm of the couch. “Holly.” She shook her head and curled up more, leaning away from me. I was being pulled a dozen different ways at once. It was obvious that she’d come here with sex as her goal, and nothing I’d said had swayed her. I was afraid for both of us if I gave in to the. As he was getting squared up behind to enter my pussy was my guess I noticed the door in the booth opened again and in came another man that wasn't good looking at all like the other. He was on the chubby side and kind of grunging looking. I was watching and waiting for the first guy to run him out but he never even moved focus from my pussy and the new guy has a seat on the bench right beside me. I'm trying to figure out if I should keep going or if I was actually in some trouble and needed to. We shared everything and jealousy was not in our dictionary. We loved each other and had never been unfaithful.We had kept our sex lives interesting by reading erotica and sometimes acting out the stories, and then raised the bar by taking vacations to all-adult resorts where clothing was optional to add a bit of a buzz.In the last year, we tried a new location and were surprised when we found that the rules were a bit different. The men didn’t have to hide their erections with a towel or by. I swirled my tongue under the head and slurped noisily on his head. I could hear myself making little whimpering sounds of pleasure as I worked on his manhood.“yes suck my cock you slut” he whispered in his harsh voice“you love it don’t you?”“You’re going to take all my cum, cumslut!”I was grunting acknowledgement to this tirade, feeling so dirty and sexy and incredibly turned on.Suddenly we both heard someone else enter the unoccupied cubicle next to us. He froze for a moment, turning his body.