Donna had no idea what was going on, but the idea of over twenty men all shooting off on her body filled her with excitement and shame. At least no on... would be fucking her, that was something. Her pussy and asshole felt like raw meat, and she wasn't sure she could have stood another prick fucking in her."Just rub your cocks all over her," Tom directed, circling the action as all the men surrounded Donna's prone form. The bar was right at cock level, perfectly constructed for what Tom had in. They asked me to say grace so I expounded with "Lord, we thank you for this sumptuous food and the delightful company of these two visions of loveliness."We ate the meal in virtual silence as I concentrated on the variety of flavors of an expertly prepared meal. As if this wasn't enough they served apple pie ala-mode. Wow, a guy could get used to this treatment in a hurry. I was literally stuffed. I pushed back from the table and said "Ladies, thank you for such an exquisite meal. I assume this. Before getting down to business, she tried to go to the bathroom, but I stopped her and had her ask me for permission to use the toilet before finally allowing her to relive herself.I sat her down, she seemed hopeful as she read my face and had found that some of the rage was gone. Her face was puffy, fat, old, ugly, but there was my wife in there as well. I let her know that I was not pleased with the reason why she had come crawling back to me. That financial stability and money played a. I got a lot of calls requesting Kitty. The men must have recommended her to their friends. So I asked her to come back on Thursday and on Friday. She couldn’t have been more pleased.When she slipped her pussy down over my cock, I knew exactly what it had felt like to the other men. It was as if I had died and gone to heaven. Kitty could hold perfectly still and her pussy muscles would squeeze, tighten, or milk my cock. Her pussy could also vibrate as if one were shoved up her ass. It was the.