The last thing I wanted to do was to bump in to my son on the way.My mind was racing as to what they were going to do to me; I had never had three guy... fuck me before and I knew the rest of the guys would be there to watch me take a pounding.I finally got to their uni digs and was greeted at the door by a huge group of cheers by the guys. Ss soon as I got inside my heart was pumping out of my chest. Each of the guys kissed me and showed me to their lounge. A few more guys were sitting around. .this was something I've wanted for a very long time now. I'm sorry I had to break it to you this way....but I just had to have David's cock tonight, especially after hearing all the stories at work from the other women he's fucked! I understand if your angry, but it seemed to me that you enjoyed watching me fuck David, am I wrong?" I replied "we've always have been open with each other. Why couldn't you have come to me with this and tell me your fantasies?" Denise said "yea right....and how. She was five seven with long slender legs. Her breasts were a nice 36DD, and a gift from my dad. Her face was very hot, specially when she was flashing a smile.My dad Conor was a 45-year-old Irish immigrant with darkish brown hair. He was lucky enough to get accepted on a university on California early in live. He moved to California to study and then immediately got lucky again, scoring a great job on a national law firm. My mom was one of his secretaries, who had to be barely 18 at the time.. They told me the military will handle all the funereal contacts and take care of everything for me. The base Chaplain would be by tomorrow afternoon to talk to me and the boys. All I could do was nod to them. I was crying so hard I couldn’t even talk. They sat with me while Julie changed the sheets and blankets on my bed and putting them in the washing machine. As the news spread like wildfire, friends dropped by to offer their condolences and made sure Julie had their phone numbers in case I.