Pete and Brad both laughed.Shortly thereafter Sue called for a change of positions and we all moved around, me going to her mouth, Brad to her ass and...Pete to her pussy.“Ooh, it's cozy and wet in here,” Pete joked as he slid home in her pussy.“It's hot and humid in her ass,” Brad followed up.Sue gave them each a quick whack before opening wide and inhaling my cock.“The mouth is as advertised,” I said, completing the cycle. That earned me a whack.The pace sped up a little this time, but we were. You eyes widen at the sight............I feel you say yes........yes............yes............As a couple of the guys shoot their spunk in arcs whilst they watch us..........You say yes, fuk,yes. Do me harder.I pull your hair harder, spank your arse and pound your pussy with my hard shaft.......I feel your pussy tighten, choking my cock as you feel the heat rise in your tummy and the itch become to much as you cum hard..............gasping...........fuk yes.............you are so tight. I’ve also been working really hard to forget that I have an illness and just get on with my life within the constraints that I have, Of course, I’m reminded daily that I have issues. I just want to live.I’m back under house arrest due to the heat which pisses me off. I actually felt like I was sweating yesterday. I had my wife check and I was dry as a bone.My finger nub is finally about healed and my brain is figuring out the right signals to give me which is good. The nerves which are at my. I was on the ground,curled up, the groceries spilled. One guy kept kicking me. This wasgoing to be bad, I thought. This was how a redneck treated a sissy, Iguess.Then there was shouting, and I heard fists hitting skin, and footstepswere crossing the gravel. I looked up and a man in a white shirt waschasing the punks away. "And there's more of that, asshole!" he yelled.His name was Brutus. Well, that's what his friends called him. Really,he was named Bruce. He had been passing the alley-way when.