As the guy who was fucking me picked up the pace, I wrapped my legs, boots and all around his hips giving him deeper access to my now stretch and slop...y hole. As this happened I picked up the pace stroking the other two cocks, along with my un-controlled moans of pleasure increased, during all this the wife must have known how stretch out I have become, and with that she carefully managed to slip in several of her fingers between her husband?s cock and my cunts otter walls. This quickly made me. She had been calling me "jerkoff" for so long that I think it was just ingrained in her brain, and she kept doing that. Except when Gramps was around. Now that I look back on it, I realize she was thinking about it, because she could control it when Gramps might hear her.But it was a source of friction. I never had a nickname for her for some reason. Don't ask me why. But when she pretended to be all sweetness and light in front of Gramps, but kept calling me "Jerkoff" in private, it called for. "He stepped off the bus first and confidently walked up to the beautiful girl and introduced himself. She politely shook his hand and smiled. Then her smile suddenly doubled in size as she rushed past Jeff and toward the bus."Steve!" was all she managed before she was in Steve's arms. She proceeded to kiss him long and hard before she finally released him."Guys, this is..." Gwen Anderson!" exclaimed about four teammates, just before Mel Phillips declared, "She's smokin' hot!"Gwen and Steve both. After a moment’s thought, this young woman wantonly added, “I bet David is not intoxicated this morning. Mom, I’m so…I’m so horny for him! Would I be doing wrong if I seduced him this morning?”Cynthia was thrilled that her daughter shared such intimate details with her. “You go for it, girl!” was her honest answer. “Go now!”Cassie stood and ran for the kitchen door. The doorknob brought realization as to what her morning attire was. The voluptuous seventeen-year-old wore no bra but did.