I was definitely getting some stares and knowing looks and giggles. One couple in particular kept looking at me and giggling. I guess they figured out...that I wasn't a stud after all, just a wimp who let another guy fuck my date while I held onto a drink I fixed for him.Finally, the noise stopped. I felt relief and I went to the bathroom to freshen up. I wasn't sure how I was going to behave when I saw them. Should I make a scene? Or play it cool? I wasn't sure as I headed back to the party. I. John had to admit that although enjoying the attention from Linda he had become worn out and wanted to go to sleep. Linda left him lying there and left the hospital with her shoulder bag on her shoulder (where else). Leaving the hospital building she turned on her mobile phone and it chimed uninterrupted as messages arrived. By the time she had gotten into her car and opened the window for fresh air the phone was silent and Linda decided to ignore the messages until after she had eaten and. He withdrew as soon as she felt the hot seed drain inside her and was again replaced immediately. She didn’t even hear the door this time. They must be hot-swapping, literally standing waiting their turn – she assumed the man starting to fuck her now was Sam, presumably on round two. He was the least squeamish about fucking her when she freshly used. He didn’t waste any time picking up the pace. He’d apparently applied a fresh coat of lube to his cock because it felt cool, almost soothing going. Finally I was coming, and it was obvious that Sheila was too. Sherry was frigging herself under her nightgown and came too, so we all came just about together! Afterwards, Sherry dragged me back to bed and she was still horny! I was worn out though, and we played with each other and kissed, but I wasn't hard enough to get it in her.The next morning, Sheila was gone by the time I got up! Sherry was already up and told me Sheila had left. She seemed exhausted, and I noticed that she seemed even.