Smiling Lloyd withdrew his spent cock from my mouth still trailing a string of residual cum from its head to my lips. The cum dropped from my chin dow... onto my bare breasts."Take a break while Lloyd gets it back up again." My husband said.I knew as soon as Lloyd's hard-on was restored I would be taking his enormous cock into my poor cunt."Give me the KY jelly." I asked my gleeful husband.I slathered the cool slippery lubricant around and into my entrance in hopes of lessening the damage Lloyd's. He let me wear some of his s****rs clothes to finish my outfit. I took off my jeans and sweatshirt and put on a bra and a short skirt. He enjoyed my soft thin body and later that night he used lots of lubricants and he made love to me. Tommy had read magazines also and he kept calling my bottom an ass pussy. Tommy played with me and felt me off. He kept feeling my bottom and played with my small cock. We hugged and kissed and he was so cute. Tommy fingered my bottom and then he rolled me over. I told her this was the only way out. She looked confused and apparently didn't know how to react.The black cop told us to sit in the back of his police car and drove us to a nearby motel. Casey kept silent, her eyes looked down, and she grabbed my hand tightly; I could feel she was trembling and nervous. However, I was a little disappointed that even she did not seem too unhappy about this deal, she did not seem to be putting up much of a fight.At the motel's parking lot, the cop opened the. In those days we had full body hair in both arm pits and pussy, there was no such thing as trimming or shaving that I was aware of at that time that would come later. And I firmly believe the hair holds the scent when one was aroused adding to the joy of love making. Sunday mornings she made us our toast, jam and tea that we shared, usually followed by more copulation unless Mother Nature interfered. We would enjoy a leisurely hot bath afterwards where Catherine liked to bathe me; we would.