‘Holy shit!’ Josh yelled as he sat up to get a better view. ‘Fuck her Jim!’ shouted Zack. I peered over Jim’s shoulder with heavy eyes as hi... cock rubbed against my clit just staring at the three horny college boys sitting there watching me. I felt like a tramp, a whore, and tried to summon the strength to resist him. I could not. He laid me back on the couch between Danny and Steve. I looked at Danny hoping that he would put an end to this, but he just sat there motionless, an expression on. I know he tried many times, but he was hooked, and nothing I said would help him get over the hump. If he made another attempt, I would look for a way to support him and encourage him. My mother smoked as well, but not anywhere near as much, so I knew if Dad quit, she would too.The other thing I did was to pore over the newspaper each evening, gleaning everything I could about current events, the world economy, business in general, the stock market, sports, and almost anything that looked like. So today my daughter, Amanda, is a willing slave to everyone. So she is sucking me to bring me relief. Watching everyone fucking gets me hard. He told them to go outside and enjoy.When they got outside, Mrs. Knight saw them and welcomed them. She asked if her husband was inside. Mary told her that their ‘slave’ was sucking him. “Oh, it is so wonderful to have a ‘slave’. She licked my ass then fucked it this morning. Well go out and mingle with everyone. I still have to do my hosting part.” Mrs.. Mr Potter went through the mail . Nothing of interest as usual. A bill and junk mail offering free conservatories and free holidays. And a letter from the Bentley Owners Club telling him his £15 subscription was due and needed to be paid forthwith! Finally a tatty old letter that looked as though it been lost in the post for weeks. “ More junk” said Mr Potter.The letter bore Mr Potters address and was seemingly hand written .It had a pretty picture of a castle on it though and in the corner it.