You gasp as you feel the double penetration but you respond even more vigorously to the added stimulation. Soon all the men have fucked you at least o...ce and many are lining up for another go.“From now on everyone cums on her face. The little slut needs a cum bath.” I laugh.The men respond with renewed zeal and soon your face is a mask of glistening white cum. Just as everyone seems to have exhausted himself the door bursts open and in walks our friend from the park with half a dozen. May she understand that I was awakened and cooperating with her. Her hand moved downward and reached on my stomach inside the maxi.Her soft hands touch made me a firework inside me. Her hand massaged my belly, naval, pubic hair and pussy. She touched my clit. A lightning passed through my body. I shivered. She played with the hair and clit and slowly inserted her finger inside.I can’t lay there. My body want some more. I turned side and hold Geethu tightly. I embarrassed to know that she was. He said he'd tasted Rita's juices many times, so he wanted to suck down my wife's cocktail in case he never had the chance again. Safa looked at him askance and hesitated. When she rose, Glen kissed her ass gently.Helen told her to "spread um wide, honey." I asked what she was having and she said 'Glen' - then, amid general laughing, changed that to the dog and corn Glen wanted. I wondered if that meant anything unusual. When I pushed her legs onto her tiny tits, I saw her leaking nectar was. The more I thought about it, the more I realised that maybe I’m not really dominant at all. Maybe that’s never really been my true role. I seemed to get this glimpse of a new reality where my relationships may all make so much more sense if I saw myself as men did - as I wanted and made men see me. The girly girl they wanted to look after and to fuck. But what about Samantha. Why was I even asking this in the same context as reviewing my sex life? Samantha is a woman for God sake! I’m not gay..