The men, the terrible, creepy men of whom Sara had spoken, arrived late to the party. By then, I'd been fucked so many times in so many places that I ...idn't think I could even walk. All evening, my mouth had been filled again and again with cocks, cum, and spit. My ass has been fucked raw. A few had even fucked my pussy, when all my other holes were full.I lay on the couch with my head in Madeline's lap – she cuddled and stroked me – while I watched my dear Sara get fucked in two holes, in her. I lowered my body until my cock came in contact with the inner walls of Vicky’s lips. “Condom son, condom, you haven’t got a condom on” I looked at mum...she was right, “Fuck the slut bareback, she won’t get pregnant, and if she does we can always get rid of it” “Nooo...I can’t get pregnant” “Put a condom on son” My mind was in turmoil, but my cock was shouting out to me. In one swift push I dropped my full body weight upon Vicky trapping mums hand under me. Vicky yelled out as my cock. Jennifer's voice was soothing, and her touch eased Alex's frustrations. The other two ladies teasingly suggested that Alex dress in a sexy outfit for the gym to keep his lover's attention.At a loss, he went home and started to boil water for some pasta while waiting for Tracy.She came home almost an hour later, and Alex felt annoyed that she was late. The dinner Alex cooked was cold and congealed, but she didn't care. "I was hitting the big punching bag, like this!" Tracy jumped back and forth. ”I nodded. She hadn’t included herself in her statement. Maybe she changed her mind about whether I should leave or not. Maybe she was only keeping up appearances for Mrs. Hartwell’s sake. I wouldn’t know until I had a chance to ask her, but now wasn’t the time.Olive nodded at me and then headed out into the cold, toward her car. Mrs. Hartwell, I noticed, had parked on the street rather than in the drive. It allowed Olive to pull out. Unfortunately, Alyssa’s car blocked Lisa’s truck. That would.