Hands and fingers from seven men roamed my body, competing for skin and erogenous body parts. Suddenly it seemed, 14 hands and 70 fingers were roaming...and probing my body: wrapped in my hair to press a cock into my mouth; stroking shoulders, back, or arms … anywhere with bare skin; breast tissue and nipples; ass cheeks and asshole; and pussy and clit. My mouth continued to move more to whatever cock was presented to me. My lips encased it, my tongue licked, my throat grasped it. It became. I think she was stunned to believe I would actually go through with it. It took me about two weeks of telling her repeatedly that I was done until she finally believed it. Then she got pissed. Then she started acting even shittier. Then she threatened to clean me out. Then she threatened my pension. And when I finally said she could have it all, as long as I could leave in peace, she must have realized I was serious as a fucking heart attack. Two months after that, here I was, stepping into my. She gagged and locked her heels behind his head, pinioning his face to her crotch. He began to gently suck, just a soft suction of lips and tongue like an infant’s first tentative attempts to suckle, and her back arched with sensuous pleasure.“Oooo, oooo, oooo,” she whimpered as he licked her core within the warm, moist suction of his mouth.“Oh, fuck, yes,” she moaned deliriously. She collapsed onto the board as the first, firey threads of orgasm ignited in her pussy.Jeremy sucked harder,. My phone beeps and I read a text from Elizabeth, “Are you home?” I replied with “Yes” and waited for a response. My phone than rings.. I see that Elizabeth is calling so I answer.. She’s crying and very upset over her fiancé whi had just broke up with her… I tired my best to comfort her over the phone. But she was still very upset.. I hadn’t called out sick the whole year from work up to that point… I told Elizabeth to get a few things together and come over for the night. She said she would.