All the wives looked like they were getting their fair share of being poked and stroked on the husband's laps. Still, my wife Krista and her letting ...ll the other husbands fuck her and play with her tits had me mesmerized. She looked like she was really enjoying the whole scenario and so was I. This was the most unbelievable scene I had ever witnessed. After a good deal of starting and stopping all the wives were finally naked. I could tell from my close up exams as I removed their clothes. My mother, who has taken care of me since I was a kid because my deadbeat father walked out on us, kicked me out of our home because I dropped out of high school when I was 16 and I didn't want to go back. Reality set in rather quickly once I was out on the streets. I had to figure out, on my own, how to take care of myself.I found a job as a cashier at a local 24-hour truck stop gift shop soon after I was forced out on the street. It was a minimum wage paying job but it was enough for me to. The hem fell to mid-thigh on her.She was beautiful, fresh-faced, her skin glowing in the shafts of light through the windows. My sister smiled wide as she watched me sit up in bed. “Good morning.”“Morning.”Vi sat on the edge of the mattress, curling her long legs to one side, and placed the tray carefully on the duvet. “I’m not nearly as good a cook as you. But I did what I could.”“You did wonderfully.” I slid my hand along her neck, under her sheath of dark hair. She leaned forward and we. It took some time for me to understand the boys’ reactions – at first I couldn’t puzzle out why it should be so – surely a girl who enjoyed doing what virtually all the boys spent most of their time trying to get a girl to do, would be extremely popular and held in high esteem. But no, not only did those girls get ostracised by their girl friends, the ‘nice’ boys looked down on them too – some of them might surreptitiously try their luck with them but even if they were successful it wasn’t.