In answer to my lovely wife, he hit me three more times into the ribs. I was ready but they hurt like hell, making me groan as his mates held me there... unable to avoid it…Anita started to cry in tears and she cried: “Stop!!; I will do it!!”I shook my head but she just dropped to her knees as Julius unbuttoned his fly.“Enjoy the show, little cuckold… your slutty wife wants a real cock.”I struggled but four strong hands were holding me down as Julius placed his dirty hand on the back of Ana’s. A cocksucker. No shame, no manly pride. Just a hungry mouth and dripping wet face. I only feel complete when I'm on my knees feeling a stiff throbbing cock in my mouth. I don't mind being used at all and also like hearing a guy calling me a cocksucker because that's what I am.By the time the fourth cock slid through the hole in the wall, I'd already been there long enough to burn through more money than I was accustomed to spending in the video booths but I was on a roll. Even though my jaw was. "Jesus Christ, Jerry! Look at this place!"Jerry Senders sighed, closed the door, and turned to his sister. He looked around and saw what she saw: a disaster. He hadn't cleaned the place in over a week and the evidence was obvious. Empty beer bottles littered his coffee table, the wood floor, the counter that divided the room from the kitchen, and almost every other conceivable surface. Discarded pizza boxes were piled at the foot of his long couch as were magazines, crumpled up fast food bags,. Lars would never know what hit him...He arrived on time and I greeted him at the door with a sexy long house coat of course I am wearing my secret weapon underneath so I let him go into the bathroom and begin to work after a while I can stand it no longer and I come and stand in the doorway I clear my throat and he looks over I open the housecoat and show him the goods posing as sexy as I can one leg slightly crossed over the other tits thrust out slightly to make them pop my hands are shaking.