They never did fuck her ass as far as I could tell.That was a lot of traffic in her still sore pussy. But they weren't hung all that well and they did...'t last very long. She didn't seem to mind, though she didn't seem to have any of them inside of her long enough to bring her to orgasm either.The doorbell rang about ten or fifteen minutes after Hugh made the phone calls. I got up and let two boys in. I almost laughed out loud when I saw their expressions. They were scared to death that this was. I pushed my companion on the hip and hissed him a rather derogatory "Thanks, this is sure to be an unforgettable party!". He smiled somehow dirty and said that his aunt supposedly just recently had her breasts operated on and not only looked as great as years ago, but now insisted on often bringing young girls home to satisfy their insatiable bisexual love life. His uncle was more interested in his motorcycles and his buddies from the Harley Club. He liked to play the macho and had a. Tori, for short. She was hotter than the sun. Athletic build, natural D cup breasts, sea-green eyes, and perfectly groomed blonde hair. Oh, and that ass! Let’s just say, Sir Mix a Lot would have been proud. I mean, damn, I just about blew my top every time I saw her. I think she had that affect on every guy. And she was mine. Why I had no clue, but I sure as hell didn’t take it for granted. I fucked her brains out every chance I got. And let me tell ya, she fucks even better than she. " I don't know, honey," Kirsten said."But Mommy," Tiffany said, "It's not as far as I drove the dogs to school, and I'll have Josh with me." Yeah, but honey," Mike said. "That crowd at the finish line will make the dogs awful wild." They won't be wild for me," Tiffany insisted. "They're good dogs." What do you think, Mark?" Mike asked."So long as somebody's there to catch them, it probably would be all right. The crowd'll get a race that way." All right, Tiffany," Mike said, over Kirsten's.