" I know what it means," she cut him off.By now Donnie had caught up with her and he could see her friends eyeing him with curiosity, no doubt waiting...for the red-head's next put down. Still linked to the gifts of Tailtui and Epona, Donnie could feel confidence flooding through his body."I'll pick you up outside the halls of residence at seven," he told her and then walked past and continued on his way to the next lecture. None of the girls made any smart remarks.Donnie was waiting outside the. "I love you, Indie," Jenny whispered to me, then was off, standing next to JR.JR shook her head, sighed. "Jennifer, Tom is a good boy; but if you do what you just did to him again anytime soon... no one's that good."Jenny looked at me again, smiled. "I'm sorry, Tom." Twice more," I said with a laugh. "You could probably do that twice more." I paused for dramatic effect, "I really am good."Next thing I knew, I was being pummeled by pillows. Mom poked her head in the room a few minutes later to. I groaned at the sight of her spread legs and pussy on display and she chuckled and her fingers swiftly unbuttoned my trousers and unzipped the fly.“Lift your bum,” she said.I shifted my weight in the chair briefly and she pulled my trousers and boxers over my thighs and down to my ankles.“Hmmm, not bad” she said as my cock sprang up to point at the ceiling.I was so hard my cock ached with the blood pumping through it. My foreskin had half rolled back and it glistened with pre cum.She wrapped. Pietro kept putting an arm around me, patting and squeezing my bottom and fondling my breasts in front of the other men. Because of the way he was treating me, like a cheap prostitute, - prostituta a buon mercato, they started taking liberties themselves and I’d pushed away more than one hand attempting to grope me, not always fast enough or successfully.I was Pietro’s second wife and fifteen years younger than my husband and we’d been married for five years. I had long brown hair and greenish.