’ As he handed out the training packet to the young girl and then to Jenna, their eyes met and they exchanged a brief smile. Jenna knew right there ...he was going to have to fuck him. She looked at the training packet and let out a laugh as she read the title on the training manual. ‘How to Sell a Car,’ it read. ‘Is something funny?’ the instructor asked. ‘You have to be kidding me. What am I doing here?’ Jenna laughed out loud pointing at the title. ‘You’re here because you have yet to take. Soon I felt him stiffen and squirt into my hot, wet cunt, Then I lost control, I began to shake and cum, the crowd was ecstatic was more turned on than I had ever been by the attention. I raised off his cock and stood in front of the sex craved crowd knowing they desired me, wanted me, and were most likely going to fuck me., and I wanted them to, badly. I unbuttoned my little skirt and let it drop down my stockinged thighs, landing around my high heeled shoes. I gently stepped out and into the. . . you know, try to conceive? Laura smiled at the question, I tried three procedures. So you had sex with three or four men, . . . Laura interrupted, Four the first time and five each of the last two times. Sarahs was staggered. Was it with the same men, or . . . ? Laura finished her sentence, Different men each time. Sarahs mind was whirling. She was having difficulty processing the fact that Dr, Henry had willingly encouraged his wife to have sex with fourteen different men. Did he expect. I felt her hands urgently gripping my ass, clutching and kneading my cheeks, lifting my hips off the bed with each thrust as she slammed my cock deeper and harder into her precious mouth. My fingers gently ran though her soft hair until I was so consumed with passion that I clutched her hair in my hands… as if holding on for dear life. I was whimpering and needing to cum. My breathing had become jagged and my words unintelligible. I could feel my imminent orgasm building deep inside my groin..