It was not money part but the fucking part that made me agree. Of course, I made a condition that my husband would accompany and watch. Initially his ...riends were reluctant but they agreed.What followed was a smashing, rollicking week of fucking. Four of them devised so many games, so many unusual ways of fucking, it was mind blowing. They never expected me to be so raunchy, thirsty and horny. I always seemed to be wet and wiling. Chacko had his full quota of entertainment.Every one lived out. It's fucking melting so fast," Kris stated."Well... Corey was called into work. Do ya know what that means?" I asked."Hell yeah, we can go work out," Colt said."Ummm... your game tonight might still be on," I said."Oh fuck yeah!" Bryson screamed. "It does pay to have a guy fuckingsomeone who works there." Just one of the benefits," I said and tried to be a smart ass about it."Bet he's gotten more sex than any of us has here lately," Kris stated."Yeah but with a guy. I actually don't classify. Well, they were perfect in her opinion. She had had a huge crush on him since freshman year, and to have him here, like this, well this was one of her fantasies. ‘Scar!’ He called again. A slow smirk spread across Scarlett’s face as she got an idea… Ross’s eyes were still tightly shut as she hurried across the room. She gently removed his hand from his cock and replaced it with her mouth. His eyes snapped open and his dick throbbed between her lips. ‘S-sc-scarlett?’ He stuttered out, unsure. She was in her usual reading position: lying on her stomach with the book propped open in front of her. The skimpy camisole and tap pants in shiny black satin made for interesting sleeping clothes, though she almost never actually slept in them. The top was twisted slightly, exposing most of the side of her breast, and he stared at the round flesh for a few moments. Tearing his gaze from her mostly-bared breast, he noticed the play of muscles in her thighs as they tightened, and her hips.