With me and Louise still naked save for stockings and heels in my case and merely heels in hers the guys quickly threw their shirts over the top of us...The fact that both our faces still bore the fruits of their loins clearly evident, and blatantly smeared over our faces and the fact that two of them still had no trousers or boxers on didn't seem to register!A quick call of 'who is there?' and a foray by Simon and Peter unveiled two younger guys who had obviously been watching, or at least. She leaned in closer, her small breast pushing against his arm. In response, John moved his arm fractionally to rub the stiff nipple that was prodding him through the two thin layers of her blouse and his shirt. Beads of sweat were forming on his brow and though he felt a wave of guilt when he considered how young she was, it wasn't enough to make him say 'stop'.His four-and-a-half-inch erection filled her hand as she wrapped her fingers around his short length and gently slowly wanked him in. He was replaced with another large member and soon I was giving him the attention he wanted. The boys at the back end had me worked over pretty good and they started to slide fingers into my now not so tight ass. It took a few minutes and a bit of lube to get eight fingers in, but I soon was bucking on those wanting more. The two sets of fingers soon became two hands and I was in a euphoric state slobbering over a cock and the hands splitting me open. It wasn't long before one thumb got pushed. It was my little secret.Little did I realize that my harmless hobby would soon take over my life and drive me in directions that I could never have imagined. Jill had gotten a part time job a couple of months after we settled down in a fairly decent apartment about a half hour's drive to my job. The half hour would become more like an hour once the cold, dead hand of winter took hold of the city. Typically she worked split shift, alternating between morning and afternoon. As luck would.