His thrusts came faster and harder. The womaneating Kris’ pussy begged for more. He gave her what she wanted. Thecombination of sights, sounds, touc..., and smell was too much. He pulledout from the woman’s pussy, coating Kris’ face with his cum. Kris didnot know it was Jeff’s cum covering her, nor did she care. She eagerlylapped it up, attempting to swallow his cock.The man fucking Kris came shortly after Jeff. He filled her pussy withhis hot, sticky cum. Anything that dripped out was lapped up. ” They all applauded as I joined them in the room.Kesha was next. The young black woman walked into the room in a midriff cheerleader outfit that showed off her flat stomach, big tits and fine firm ass. She carried pompoms. She then did a cheer for the men: “Give me a “C”, Give me an “O”, Give me a “C”, Give me a “K”! What does that spell? That’s right give a COCK!” The guys were all licking there lips.“Hi there studs! I’m Kesha and while I like all cocks I really like getting fucked by white. .," he started to say but hushed by thewoman."No, don't go talking. I had to put a tube down your throat to open theairway. You were about to meet your maker when I found you at my doorstep. The worse case of hypothermia I've ever seen plus a bit mangled.With the weather like it was last week I figured some kind of caraccident. I went out after the storm to check but couldn't find nowreck. Now I'm going to give you another sedative so you can sleep a bitmore then we'll talk later." A week?. It was lovely, and so was she. Of course, this had been the first face to face meeting for my wife and Clara, and it had gone well. Quite well. Clara was still lovely with her straight coal back hair, and her actual personality was true to what I remembered. I still adored her, and hoped she had retained her feelings for me. I wanted this friendship to last until I died. After a long day my wife was tired and she didn't want to go out to eat at Clara's suggested restaurant, the Chart House.