“So she talked to you about that?”“Yes, and we watched both of you fuck for hours before her wedding. She told me her husband has a small cock b...t that her wedding night was uncomfortable. Luckily he did not last long so she was fine. She has bragged that he is quickly become an expert pussy eater.”I did not know what to say so I just nodded as I placed Aunt Meg on the table and fucked her to a cum then put Mom on the table and fucked her to a cum.“When will Jen be here?”“Soon. Put your dick. .sir." he said with an air of condescention. "I'm here to see Betsy Ross." I said. He looked at me from behind a pair of almost comical glasses "I'm sure you are." the words fell from his thin lips like gunk dripping from an old trash can. "Just call Ms. Ross!" I said with some bite. He called up Scar Jo's room and his expression turned from indifference to shear panic. "I'm terribly sorry for ths confusion sir you may go up, your sister's waiting, she's in Room 605." I took the elevator up to. His roommate was one years older, but not as flamboyant or charismatic as he was, and once dropped the hint to me he would bring a girl home for him to share her once he had exhausted himself sexually, and he would lie and listen in the darkness to his roommate sounds of pleasure as he fucked the girl to exhaustion.I guess he was testing me to see if I took the bait, as one night in the pub, his roommate confirmed his best friend's altruistic tendencies, referring to the night the girl came to. Her other hand cupped a breast and her fingers sought, and found, my rock-hard, erect nipple. Her long fingernails dug in, through the thin cloth of my dress, and this sent electric bolts to my crotch.The men, just stood there watching how Aisha started to make love to me. Her hand gliding down to my belly, circling, caressing, over my hips, my ass, to end up under my dress and cupping my pubic mount. She squeezed and a finger parted my swollen and drenched lips and she started to finger me. Bo.