"What you do, see, when somebody rings up you ask what's wrong and key it in. Then the computer tells you what to tell them," explained the youth, "Yo...'ll soon get the hang of it." As he said that he moved away."Wait, please," asked Jacqui, thoroughly scared now, "How do I switch it on, how do I answer calls and how do I know when to stop?" You sit down and it's working, you don't do anything to answer calls and you go for a break or go home when the screen tells you. It knows who you are, what. "Make me come you whore" she added as I increased my sucking of her cunt. Meg now began to add to my pain and pleasure by slapping my tits really hard, sending them flying from side to side, "Fuckin' whore" she said aloud as she continued to pump my cunt and now bruise my tits with her hard slaps. This lasted for however long I didn't know, but ended abruptly as Lynn let go of my hair, pulled away from me and in her place her husband Don had sat down. I was so lost in euphoria that I barely. Sometimes I would come home from work after being with them and lay on the bed with a wine and just fantasize about them both One evening my husband and I went out for dinner and I wore a small little dress with cowboy boots and a sexy top. My husband didn't seem to notice or say anything but I did notice several guys looking my way at the restaurant, After dinner we decided to head back to our house for a early and quiet (boring) evening. I think I started thinking about meeting up with the. .I want to be fucked by two men again!”Of course I came almost immediately hearing my slut wife say this and as we lay breathless and naked on the bed, my cum oozing from her swollen pussy, I told her I would love to do it again too and kissed her passionately on her mouth. Neither of us could explain why the subject had become taboo for a while but Marie did admit to worrying that I would be uncomfortable if she had told me how much she had enjoyed it and how much she wanted more of the same..