" The kitchen." Ivan offered."The pool." Yann added.I climbed into the swing, a bit unsteady due mostly to the design and not to my liquid lunch. Once...I got situated, however, I took off my shorts. "Boys, this is easy tonight: I want to taste everyone of you. I want to watch you jack off. I want to feel you bang me as hard as I've ever banged you." I pointed to Jhon. "You, up here. I want you to come last." But shouldn't one of them -?" He hesitated. "I mean, I'm not really..." Juicy and. She sucked and drooled saliva, bobbing her head from one to the next as if she were conducting her own blow job symphony. The three men had looks of fierce pleasure every time she wrapped her lips around their swollen pistols. She turned her head to the right and the muscular figure grabbed her head by the back and held it firm as he started fucking her face. He started to tense up and pushed his cock as far into her mouth as he could. His cum started flowing down her chin as she tried to take. 'Living in a cardboard box somewhere hopefully,' Petra types.'Cardboard box is too good for her,' I type.'Hope you don't think that about my mum?' Petra asks.'She didn't swing a shoe at my face, that's a start,' I type, gigglingas my message earns a 'laughing' emoji from my friend.'I will talk to her,' Petra types. 'Make her know you are my friendwhether she likes it or not. Ariadna thinks the same. You can neverhave too many friends!''No you can't!' I type with a 'grinning' emoji as an idea. I hd a large flask full of Capitan Morgan left over from the golf game. I offered to make rum and cokes. Sara cut my hair as we drank then after she was done we sat around drinking and cutting up. The conversation soon turned to sex and we both talked about how sex with our spouses is not what it used to be. As we talked Sara thumbed thru a pile of mail sitting on the table. She pulled a Playboy out and flipped thru it. She asked me why men looked at this stuff. She wanted to know why her.