We’re just built that way. If we like it, we like it! Right?” They all nodded and waited for more from me. “Guys don’t get names…except mayb... ‘Playboy’ or something, and that doesn’t sound bad or even affect us much. Girls though, aren’t supposed to like sex as much as guys, which doesn’t seem fair. I think that after everything we’ve done, I could never think a girl who likes the stuff we do could be a ‘slut’, but I really don’t know how other boys…or girls…would react.” “Nobody even knows. I walked around the counter sitting on one of my barstools ungracefully, the robe split up the middle, but I didn't even notice, I was deep in thought, thanking of my future, the kids, the house, I couldn't loose everything just because my husband couldn't keep his dick in his pants, but I couldn't sit idly by while he ran around on me. Suddenly Magdy was in front of me kneeling, parting my legs. Shawqy was behind me rubbing my shoulders. I gasped looking at both of them wildly."Guys what are. .. ?”Her reply came down the staircase opposite him.“Hey Neal, I’m up here! You caught me changing!”“Oh, sorry!”“No prob! Go on into the kitchen and make yourself a drink, I’ll be right down!”“Okay!”“Hey, wait! Are you wearing shoes?”Neal shouted back that he was.“Take them off! Socks too! This is a beach party!”After he removed his sneakers, Neal wandered in his bare feet down the short hallway to Morgan’s kitchen. There was a small table full of expensive liquor and some empty glasses. He. He hammered me with such force his stomach was hitting my nose on each thrust. He didn't last long either. In about two minutes he shot his load into my stomach and he almost fell over trying to keep his balance during his orgasm.He too just stepped back and as he was pulling up his pants the younger 30ish guy stepped in front of me. He surprised me and leaned down and planted a kiss right on my cum slicked lips. I really didn't know what to think, but damn...I loved it. He pulled me up to face.