Marion sighed, “It was heaven. Casey has the touch Sammikins.”I blushed and looked away trying not to laugh.When I regained my composure, I asked ...am how her back was. She replied it was feeling better, but she wouldn't turn down a massage if I were offering.I looked over at Marion who was mouthing 'go for it.' There I was back in the same confused boat I thought I just gotten out of. I let it go not saying anything more about massages. Sam told us about her day as we set the table for dinner.. About half way there she was ready to fuck every nigger in the van and had her jeans down to her ankles bent over between three of us with her ass changing directions.She was grabbing her ankles and begging us to eat her shaved pussy. I grabbed her ass and dug my tongue between her pussy lips stretching for her clit. Her pussy felt tight and tasted fresh.After licking and biting her clit for a few minutes I looked up and she had one of my bro’s dicks in stretching her mouth. Bob was. .his eyes opened wide with delight and instead of my giving him pleasure, he just fell to his knees and started to kiss me from my ankles to my thighs and finally taking my rampant cock in his lips and groaning said, can u come home tonight…and gave me one of the best bjs I’ve every had …………..after about 5 mins (all I could last) I exploded into his greedy mouth and down his throat…and we dressed hurriedly and went back to the car where his darling was waiting, and she just looked and said. They screamed out in unison, so loud my eardrums hurt. His cock was crammed so deep in her pussy he must have been touching her womb. They thrashed and shook and spasmed as they climaxed simultaneously, in perfect synchronicity. I was transfixed, imaging the torrent of baby-making juice that was flooding my wife’s womb.“And now time for your job,” he said to me as he lay back on the bed with his hands behind his head. “Time to get between your wife’s legs and clean her up.”At first I was.