I promptly fell asleep in mid-sentence. I don’t know if it was her sentence or mine, but it didn’t matter. We got home and I got to do something ...’d been dreaming about for days: sleep. I tossed my clothes in the hamper and all cares aside for the next 13 hours. When I awoke it was 11:30 am Thursday. The house was quiet. Claire was at work and wouldn’t be home for six hours. My mind said ‘Get up!’ but my body said ‘What for?’ so I pulled a blind and went back to sleep. The sound of my garage. I feel another hand grabbing my tits and pinching my nipples. Someone pushed me back towards the dashboard to get a better view of my cunt grinding up and down oh his truck's shift. My legs are spread more open and back, I have someone now pushing me up and down on this rod. Another hand is rubbing, pinching, and slapping my clit. Next thing I know I'm not the one who's fucking anything anymore. They're fucking this stick with my pussy and body. They're grabbing me, and rubbing me telling me to. Having filled themselves, Jack said he would nap for an hour and Freda said she would join him. In their bedroom, she turned on their monitor, switched to security mode and Jack watched the recorded boys fucking her. At the end, Freda crawled over his face and sank her dripping gusset over Jack's mouth. His tongue rummaged and twisted her gusset over as he sucked her open hole strongly. He ate her ravishingly, as globs of clumping cum rolled down his tongue. He deep cleaned her, licking her. "If i took you to my house & we fuck, how much would it cost?" "50, take it or leave it." I handed her the money, she put her tits back in her shirt & put the seat belt on. & started headin home. I pulled in the driveway & realized i just payed a prostitute to come home & have sex with me. I took her to my bed. I pulled the sheets back. She stripped down & i did the same. She got in the bed & i followed her. She asked if i wanted her to be dirty or romantic. i told her i wanted to be on top..