Johnny is slapping his hand to the floor, but crying out in ecstasy. I step over to just beside Andre, and just as he pulls out, leaving a trail of ji...z down Johnny's ass crack, I jump in, and plow right into Johnny's sloppy ass. I plunge my whole 9” of thick jock meat to the balls. Like Andre, I began a ruthless plowing of Johnny's guts. “Oh fuck ya Matt—fuck ya” was all Johnny could get out. I notice Andre picking up a tee off the floor, and I exclaim to him “uh uh dawg—bring me that sloppy. I hate to admit it, but mine came off as easily or better then Michele's, now he was stuffing mine into his pocket along with her's, this old boy was succeeding with two of us, where most of the men were failing all night long.He turned the lights out and locked the door, taxi service suspended I guess, as he eased a finger into my pussy and the other into Michele's.I suppose it was only a matter of time before my pretty face and mouth were to be abused in a similar fashion, I mean two. Her eyes were fixed on my rising cock. It was making a tent in my underwear. And I was trying to hide it but any attempt I made was making it grow even more.She then said, “remove your underwear”. I was looking wide-eyed towards her, but she wasn’t looking at me. She was just looking at my dick. Her eyes fixed on it. It was as if she wanted to see it like she has never seen it before.I pleaded with her to let me go, but she wasn’t listening. She asked me again to remove my underwear. This time. A braver man came forward and put his cock by my face. I smiled and was happy to suck him off.God, I never thought I’d do this; give a man a blowjob while riding another!“Ma’am.” It was Dwight. “Do you mind if I fucked your ass?”My eyes widened. “I never tried it before… What if it hurts?”“I promise to be gentle.” His cock too was straining with painful need. I simply nodded.From somewhere, Dwight had a jar of oil. It smelt like coconut and I presumed it was for cooking; it was his.