By the time she had finished, she was sweating, and she wiped beads of perspiration from her forehead with the back of her large left hand, smiling as...she listened to me sniffing, crying and sobbing into her younger sister’s lap. Doreen Hannah spent a few moments inspecting my bottom, running the palm of her right hand over my red and bruised bottom gently, smiling as I squirmed around in reaction to feeling her hand touching my delicate bottom.The forty-five-year-old woman looked across at the. Our kisses were urgent and passionate and our tongues were dancing. ‘Make love to me Bill’, she whispered in an almost pleading tone, ‘no Bill don’t make love to me, I want you to fuck me … please Bill fuck your Aunty’. I guided my hand to the top of her thighs and she instinctively moved one leg enough for my fingers to find her opening. As expected her labia were swollen and the entrance to her vagina was already coated in her juices. Her hand travelled to my midriff and found what is was. One of the others pulled her knickers off.Janice stood there naked in her hallway crying while her body was groped by their young hands.“Now Mrs G be a good whore and lead us to your bedroom,” commanded Nick.Janice stood beside her bed and watched in disgust as Nick’s two friends each gave him a five pound note he was whoring her out, using her as a prostitute.“Come on Mrs G coaxed Nick get on the bed.Janice laid on the bed with her arms by her side fists clenched. She closed her eyes feeling. In case of Graham he got nothing but a blow job that stopped too soon and the option to taste a young pussy. We girls had a laugh about him as we drove(Graham if you are reading this, sorry. But I just did not feel like fucking you). We reached the party and it was happening. Great looking costumes and hot men all around. We girls drew attention just like any other girl was doing in the crowd. There were more men than girls which is typical and that allowed us to have enough guys for each one.