The pain, the mess on my face, the cum in my mouth — it was enough to send me over the edge.I blew apart with a strangled sob, lifting off the bed, ...nd pushing deeper onto the cocks fucking my holes. I could feel the rope chafing against my wrists, the tears sliding down the sides of my face, and cum dripping down my stomach and breasts as the other men reached their own breaking points. But all this was lost to me, the sounds of pleasure in the room fading away, nothing else taking precedence. “Swallowed it. Just like old times,” Savita was giggling.“I want to be intimate with the love of my life one final time,” Raghu said as he climbed on top of her.“One. Final. Time. And then we go our separate ways.”That was what Raghu was waiting for. He poked into her wet cunt with his fully erect throbbing cock and smiled. Then with a mighty thrust, he pushed his cock in. Savita moaned loudly. His girth and size were still too much for her.Gradually he started pumping inside her. Her wet pussy. All the while I was treated to her breasts bouncing around and out, her pussy playing peek-a-boo with me, and her fine ass winking it’s incredible puckered hole at me. Finally breakfast was served, Mom got another cup of coffee, and sat down opposite me. Her shirt was not closed up like it had been and one whole breast was visible. I had never enjoyed a breakfast that much before.Mom said, “You may have noticed me acting a little weird lately. You see I had made a promise to your three Aunts to. To Alice, sex was a 'duty' she owed her husband. It was nice and relaxing, but nothing outside the basic positions, in their bed in their bedroom, and nothing else was necessary in her mind. So Patrick found himself surfing for porn while Alice slept. It was life, and he was growing to accept it.One day they were at a local clothing retailer. It was a large sprawling warehouse style touting all the latest fashions at the lowest prices. Patrick was bored out of his wits. They had been there for.