After a little less than an hour, we get up to take all this little people into the room, and already we can see that more than 10 men are present.Fro... there, all the dicks follow one another and the sperm flows. We are covered and filled with them. We get sperm from everywhere. It doesn’t stop our fuckers who keep coming. Many stay to enjoy our holes throughout the weekend. We scream and squeal like sows all the time.A few stops to drink, eat. My friend even got fucked while eating, leaning on. “I feel so bad for that woman. She’s been through so much.”“Yeah,” I said.“You know, while you’re in town, it may not be a bad idea to go see her,” she said. “I’m sure Erica would love to see you too.”I couldn’t help but roll my eyes. “Why would Erica want to see me?”“Well, you know,” she said, “maybe moral support...”“Oh, for crying out loud, Mom.” I fiddled with my seatbelt. “I can see where Amy gets this stuff from.”“I’m just saying, it’s the holidays. I think it would be nice.”“Point. Finally he settled down.And then I told him everything: the change room, my first time, and then this summer's antics: my first nightly visit, the sex store, and then last night. He listened, still a bit freaked out, but fascinated.He looked at me. "Did...did you say you were pregnant?"I looked over at his cock, now hard as a rock. "Maybe..." I lied. "Another load might do it." I then straddled his lap and started to run the head of his cock between my wet pussy lips."Beth..." he warned."No," I. My eyes eventually focused on the face to reveal that it was 4:30 am. I don’t normally wake until seven so I was a little puzzled at this premature entry to the day.It was then that I felt what can only be described as a rapid, rhythmic vibration which seemed to be coming from the mattress beneath me. Maybe that is what had woken me so early? I was lying on my back, staring at the ceiling, trying to make sense of this pulsing sensation when I heard the faintest of moans emanating from my wife’s.