I was happy. My sex life was great. But the thought of being with her – kissing her, touching her, licking her – I just couldn’t get her out of ...y mind.I wanted her. I wanted to taste her. I wanted to fuck her. I wanted her to fuck me.I picked up my phone. It was 9pm on a Saturday. I was home alone – my husband was away on a business trip – and I was starting to feel tipsy halfway through my third glass of wine.It was only 8pm on the West coast – where my husband was for business – so I called. " She seemed to be measuring my straining tool with her fingers, for you everything is $300.That was much less than I thought it would be, and I quickly agreed. I counted out the cash, adding an extra hundred and handed it too her. She took it and left the room, promising to be right back.She did come back shortly, closed and locked the door and strolled sexily to the bed and laid down on her side, looking at me. "Come here, Andy", she purred enticingly.I walked over beside the bed whereupon. At one point near the end of the night, we walked out into the hall way so I could use the girls' room. As we were walking back to the gym, he steered me into an empty class room, and began to kiss me. My mind was reeling, I was kissing a guy, my instincts said to punch him in the nose, my body, however, was responding in a different manner entirely. I could feel myself becoming aroused, my nipples ached, the thrill shooting directly to my pussy. Then I felt his hand cup my breast. He had me. Also he put his hands on her head and then forced his dick in her mouth and started to fuck her. It did not take nearly as long before it went to him and when he came then he came really well too! She had semen all over her face, hair, the breasts and neck, and more, it would be. This is how it continued until all eight men had fucked her mouth and she was now a total of dirty semen.The eight men left the room and the leader walked up to her and kissed her. Then he ordered her to stand on all.