She stiffened at the first words, halting all motion with her mouth. I pulled up on her hair, moving her face part way up the shaft, and then pushed b...ck on her head. She opened her eyes and looked up at me, with tears in her eyes. At least the slut kept sucking in time to the sounds on the recording. Up and down, her tongue swirling. Sometimes entering her throat, only to return to the softness of her lips. Over and over. It was exquisite.I erupted into her mouth before Sr. AssHole did on the. We were both so wet! Finally we heard some cars pulling into the driveway, so we stopped our fooling around and slipped out the kitchen door into the yard, and walked around in the open air. It felt so good and sexy. In a few minutes the backdoor opened and about a dozen men came out. You should have seen the looks on their faces. They couldn’t stop grinning, trying to act cool, but barely able to control themselves. Me too! Imagine, walking around naked in front of a bunch of fully. I found myself being unable to think of anything other then my encounter with Dale, my friend down the street. Every time I wasn't actively doing something, a flash of our encounter would enter my mind. Of course, this kept me perpetually horny, which was a good thing for my husband. He didn't think too much of it, since I generally have times where I get super horny and then will go a few days of not wanting it at all. For me though, it was a bit more troubling. I hadn't really had much. By the time I left work on Friday I couldn't think of much besides that they would be here soon and I needed to have dinner ready for them. Dinner was ready and the table was set when I heard them come in. Realizing now that some how they had made a copy of my house key and that is how they got in my house so quietly, but at this time not caring at all. I went to the door to greet them and one by one they leaned down and deeply kissed me and the last one undid my apron tie and said I wouldn't.