I placed a hand on each side of her head and started fucking her face. She reached back grabbing my ass cheeks as i forced her face up and down my coc.... She drooled and gagged and made such a sloppy wet sound as I fucked her face hard. Her eyes watering as she looked up at me when i forced her back down watching her buck under me as i held her there. She pressed my thighs and I let her up. She gasped for air and stood. Her drool, saliva and my precum covered her face. Her eyes watering looked. I find that I am soaked.I lay there watching Nick move around the room. He is looking at me; from time to time he touches me. I struggle a bit when he tickles the bottom of my foot. Finally Nick makes his move. He moves back on to the bed and is straddled over my chest. He starts to unbutton my blouse. "Do you trust me Kim?" he asks. I nod. He unbuttons the next button. "Do you still trust me?" he asks. I nod again. Now my bra is showing. He makes it to the next button. "Trust me?" I nod. He. I again wondered if I could have stopped the failure of my marriage if I had paid more attention to the little signs-signs that were very, very plain in hindsight. It had been almost a year since my marriage of 35 years had ended and I still missed my ex wife. I didn't miss the hell she put me through but I had yet to find anyone to share the remainder of my life with and I was lonesome. I still wondered if I should have accepted her demands and stayed with her or if I had made the correct. Don’t have any of it Amy, you are not a slut, a prostitute or anything other than a young woman who enjoyed an afternoon of sex with two men. Neither am I nor Jo, and we do it more than you I can assure you.’ I seemed to be getting through to her now. She had stopped crying and become quiet. ‘Now, stop being silly,’ I laughed, ‘and tell me whether those men lived up to our expectations!’ Now she smiled, ‘Oh bloody hell Lena, yes they did.’ So she told us about the afternoon, enjoying the memory.