Heading back to Rob and Angie’s home the discussion was how Angie had sucked me into believing that she had never did any shooting and how happy she...was to have a shotgun of her own. Upon arrival at their home Angie insisted on me staying for dinner. Once we were inside Angie picked up the phone and called my home wanting to invite my wife over for dinner. A conversation ensued that I couldn’t overhear and before long Angie called me to the phone. As I picked up the phone I found myself. Dave came to her mouth and she sucked his cum covered shaft clean and Nick moved behind her and filled that end back up with his cock. Dave and Ron switched back and forth using her mouth but not cumming, while Nick fucked her till he added his load to her pussy. Then it was Rons turn to fill her bottom. She was well used by now but although there was no pain, she still felt like she was being split in two as his large dick entered her pussy. After a couple minutes of being battered by this. He fucked her face with long strokes just like it was a pussy. Quickly he knew that he could not hold out any longer. He held her tight to his body and shot the first blast of his seed straight down her throat. Then he pulled out to where only the head of his cum gun was between her lips. Brian threw his head back and moaned while, with the force of youth, three more massive shots of his warm, thick, salty baby making fluid blasted into her mouth. Joan swallowed as quickly as she could but a. “Evening young lad, buy a poor old man a drink will ya?” he asked in a gravelly drawl. Thomas looked the man and the face and thought, yeah what the hell who else am I gonna spend my money on? “Sure what you after?” “Ah bless you son” he replied “I’ll have a whiskey”.“Maggie” Thomas called out “can I have a double whiskey please?”“Sure thing love any ice?” Thomas looked at the old man who shook his head “no just straight up please.” “Coming right up” she replied. As Maggie served the whiskey.