I can feel myself getting wetter just anticipating you and your dirty mind. “Get in the middle of the bed slut, and close your eyes.” I do what y...u say. I feel the bed giving to your weight as you climb up next to me. Waiting for your first move, I feel you grab my right arm and clasp a cold metal cuff around my wrist. “Handcuffs, oh god” I thought to myself. I felt you put them on the other wrist as well and found myself immobile and attached to the bed. Just when I thought it couldn’t get. The unknown guy in her ass came first and pulled his cock out.Nelson held my wife down on his cock and he pumped deep into her slippery wet cunt.After that black bastard filled her cunt; Ana stood up on very wobbly legs and came over to me. She bent over placing her hands on her knees, ordering me to lick her both used and cum filled holes.I took her by the hips and buried my face into her nasty crotch. As I ate her she sucked the new black guy’s cock and soon she had it hard enough to stick it. My pussy sent another wave of delight to my brain.Leaning back on the bed, I shuffled up so Paul could kneel on the cover between my legs, where I wanted him. I tugged his head down until his mouth was nearly touching my swollen pussy lips, and let nature take its course. For a first attempt at what is called, in the vernacular, rug-munching, or muff-diving, he did fairly well. I managed to manipulate him, so that he sucked, licked and nibbled in all the right places. I felt as if I was pouring. As we rode the Old Man River raft ride, I found myself thinking anddreaming about clarinet lessons tomorrow with Brandon. Of course, Inever called him that to his face -- always Mr. Oregon. But a girlcould dream, and I did."Earth to Lucy, come in Lucy!" called Alice. "We're getting off now.We're going to the wave pool." Say Lucy, who's Brandon?" asked Carol, as we headed off."Nobody," I quickly answered, blushing furiously."Mmm Hmmmm. `Nobody' has just given Lucy a serious sunburn then,".