I even had the first sentence of my confession planned in my mind. "Danny, I don't know how it happened but... well, I know how it happened but you've...simply got to believe me, I don't know how I let it happen." Where it would go from there I didn't know. He would probably ask me what the hell I was talking about. I would start crying and the conversation would go down hill from there. He would become exasperated with me and I would blurt out, "I let another man fuck me, not just once, not. She then took two of my fingers and guided them inside her pussy.She then whispered into my ear, “Guess who we’re seeing after class?”I didn’t need her to say; I already know the answer.She then said, “Feel how wet my pussy is just waiting for Darrell’s dick. Now lick your fingers and imagine them covered in Darrell’s cum after fucking me.”Like clockwork, I felt a rush of blood to my cock. I slyly pulled my fingers out and began to lick my fingers as if it was an ice cream cone. She laughed. ’ ‘A penguin’s asshole! Oh my God Jakey!’ Brooke laughed. ‘Yeah…let’s head in,’ Tyler said as he placed his hand on Brooke’s back and followed her into the cabin. The couples gathered around the living room and made themselves comfortable on the wooden framed couches that horseshoed around the large rock fireplace. ‘Why don’t you start a fire Jakey, I mean Jacob…’ Amy teasingly suggested as she filled Brooke’s mug with more liqueur. ‘We have some butterscotch schnapps too. It’s heavenly. He was looking at her beautiful large breast with oil stains on her nipples. She was looking back at him with a smile on her face. He then started looking at her pussy and perfect thighs. My wife pussy had as much hair as a 5 clock shadow. She had shaved her pussy 4 or 5 days ago. I noticed that Steves dick had so much precum that he started to drip. He sat down again on his knees but this time since hid dick was so hard, he held it with his right hand so it does not thrust in any wrong area..