A delicious wet crackle could be heard as she slowly pushed it inside herself and she audibly moaned with pleasure. “Oh I love having my pussy fille..., but really what I want today is to have all your cocks here.” And she pulled the vibrator out and aimed it at her ass hole. “Just here.” And she pushed. The plastic bulbous head slipped in, deep into her ass. There she pumped it in and out and we all watched our eyes staring at her pussy and ass.“Well boys, I don’t know about you but I’m gonna. Did I cheat on you when I saw her last week? Please tell me you love her like I love her and this is not just an affair.”“It’s not an affair, love,” he said as he kissed me and let the kiss deepen. “It’s something I want to last the rest of our lives. I just ... I don’t know how to do this. I don’t know how to tell my wife I have another wife. I don’t know how to tell my son he has another mother.”I burst out laughing. “Forget about telling your daughter that!” The tension was broken and we. Another bloke on my left started to finger me, quite furiously, with one hand stuck between my thighs and other desperately trying to get his hard meat out. I wanted to get out from there at that point, get away from his inexperienced touch, so I got up, flashing my naked ass at everyone, trying to pull my dress back down and fix my knickers back into place.I've walked through my favourite dark corridor, brushing against men there, giggling a little at desperate hands grabbing on my boobs and. . now," she said between sniffles.Crash leaned over and kissed her forehead. Then he wiped one wet cheek and then the other. He smiled and took her hand."Let's go, friend," he said and began walking.Matilda walked with him, silently, with her head down. She would glance up at him from time to time but then look back down. When they stopped in front of his apartment building she stared at him."What are we doing here?" she asked, yanking her hand away."You wanted to talk. Let's talk." He sat on.