Close behind a man stepped in behind me and locked the door. After our usually exchange he said he needed to get something (I guessed a condom) and le...t the booth. I started to watch the movie with the door still ajar and began masturbating myself. I would look out the crack in the door now and then, wondering where he had gone … looking for his return … while playing with my hard cock through my opened jeans. I could see men watching me through the partially opened door and found I enjoyed the. She won’t stop staring at me as I sip from the glass and I can tell she’s a little tipsy as her face is flushed and her shyness is missing. “Was I okay?” she abruptly asks. “I hope I wasn’t terrible. What did your friends say?” I finish the substantial amount of whiskey a little too fast because I find my head spinning once I set the tumbler down on the coffee table. I say, “They were enamored by you. They wouldn’t stop talking about how perfect you were.” Her cheeks redden. “I’m not. “Fuck…Fuck…I’m fucking…Fuck me. Fuck me now. I love your cocks. I’m yours fuck me harder.”Both men started moving and I thought a couple of times I was going to pass out. My husband grabbed my hair and pulled back with one hand while he pumped in and out of my ass. “That’s it jijju, fuck that hot little ass. Fuck her hard, she’s such a whore. Aren’t you sis?” “Yes, I love it. I love your cocks.” “Say it, tell your brother and I you’re a whore.”“I’m a whore, I’m your dirty little whore. Fuck me. Standing. Bare naked cock spunking up in my pussy?” He requested.“Your wish is my command.” I replied and manoeuvred him in little steps to the windowsill. He let go of my shaft and turned to face the outside world. I placed my cock against the crack of his buttocks and bent at the knees to enjoy a little assjob between those edible cheeks. I began to smear clear droplets over his lower back as we both watched rain fall in the street outside. I dropped to my knees and nudged my mouth between.