"See!" Bob said eagerly "She's good!" No, i'm fine" I replied trying to walk back out of there as quickly as I could."Don't be an ass dude! Mary's doe... this kind of thing all the time for me, it's just sex! And now you don't have a regular partner, trust me! you take it where you can!" he said firmly.Annoyingly Bob was kind of making sense, in truth it had been over a year since the last time I had had sex, with my ex wife, and watching Mary stroking Bob's fat cock and massaging his big hairy. (He was a shower and a grower...just a little jealous!). Feeling him get hard in my mouth as I gently sucked and rolled my tongue around his member was amazing. It didn't take him long to get fully hard again. Once he was there I imagined I was Annie, slapping his hard cock against my face and rubbing my spit all over my face. After a few minutes of frantic sucking he tensed and grabbed the sheets again. This time I deliberately wanked him off onto my face. The first stream of cum hit me just. She would grind herself into the blanket with such a frenzy, in time to the jungle like rhythms of the music, that the blanket would be soaked with the juices of this barely adolescent young girl. These encounters went on for years, each time with the same ending. She would always grind herself against the blanket with such a frenzy that the blanket would end up quite wet. Always holding the blanket tight with her feet, always in time to the music. She wondered if anything could make her feel. Gill came over and pulled my knickers down a little and started fingering my arse, “ oh god, it’s full of cum, you are such a filthy slut, your little man cunt stinks, “ then she pulled her fingers out and pushed them in my face and mouth.It was only a few moments when one of the men started pissing over my head while I licked the floor, then another....Gill was clearly a little drunk now and was urging them on.....she lay down next to me on her tummy and started licking the floor as well. Then.