..I walked up stairs and seen the bathroom light was on and gave a knock expecting my wife to answer, but nobody was in there.So assuming she went to ...he en'suite bathroom I headed toward our room.As I reached the door I could hear quiet muffled moans and some heavy breathing, so I flung the door open thinking someone was using our room to get it on...I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw my wife laying drunk with her skirt hitched up to her hip and her boobs out, one of the boys where. .' i text him. Not even two minutes when by and he rushed me with about twenty questions, 'For real? When? why all of a sudden? For how long? Now? ....' and so on and so fourth... i was only half serious, i mean yeah im out of high school and kept my pact with myself to keep my virginity until i got out of school, and not get knocked up... But my body was going against my mind. My pussy was getting extremely hot... I looked at my cell and deiced to call him.Ring, Ring, RINGGGGG the sound of. The event was accompanied by a sharp cry of pain as the huge cock-head popped into her asshole."Oh, Stop!"Reluctantly, Jack held up his forward progress, just the head of his cock inside Annette. She jerked herself downwards, removing the fuck instrument from her butt. Her breath came in gasps, as the messages of pain from her asshole slowly ceased. Her whole asshole throbbed and seemed to be on fire. She realized that this was one cock that she might not be able to handle, but she was. I don’t think it would work if they were having sex with just anybody though. I know I couldn’t. The only reason it worked for us with Harry was because we’ve all been friends forever, and look at what we’ve been through. I’m really kind of surprised there wasn’t more sexual tension between all of us when you were hormonal teenagers.” “Don’t you mean we? When we were hormonal teenagers.” “No, I meant you. I was never half the basket case you and Harry were. If I had been hormonal then.