It felt good. It felt very wrong and it also felt very dirty. I suppose that’s part of the reason it felt so good. “The Naughty Factor” I call i.... My girl had it. I should have known that the first time Emma pulled that 8” dildo out of Kelly’s dresser. Up and down she went on my cock, coating it with her saliva, going down a bit deeper each time. Emma coached her, told her to relax her throat, allow me to go deeper. She worked at it Kelly did. She worked hard at sucking my dick. I couldn’t hold. Streaks of man juice were flowing down the inside of my thighs…..I felt like a total slut as these men continued to gangbang me.I was weak from the multiple orgasms I had experienced so far. Phil got up from the couch and with Wayne’s help, placed me front side down on the ottoman in front of a chair. I heard the dealer ask, “Hey Phil, mind if I get a piece of that?”I looked around at them and said, “Give me more cock”. Between the booze and exquisite sex, I had become an insatiable whore. As usual please send me feedback I'dappreciate it.Sweat gathering on his brow, Andrew hurried out of the diner as fast ashe could. He gripped the straps of his backpack tightly as he quicklynavigated away from the establishment. He darted into a nearby buildingand hurried to the men's restroom. After confirming that he was alone, hepropped his bag up in the corner as he tried to examine himself oncemore.'How did the waitress know?' he thought. He frowned as he squinted andtried to locate any. He smiled."Wha... what do you want!?" I said to him.He just kept smiling. "I want what everyone else wants, Mr. Roberts. To embrace that which I love." His smile turned to a smirk and he looked over at Stacy."Don't you fucking touch her!" I yelled defiantly."Oh, I do not think you are in a position to make demands," his voice became calmer and more calculated. He simply kept smiling at me, "tell me, Mr. Roberts, how is it that you could fuck your daughter and then go back to sleeping with that.