It’s always the same. She brought my coke up to me and said, “You’ve got quite the harem going on now. Can your old ass keep up with all of that...action?”“Oh, my dear sweet Linda, I didn’t start out trying to build a “Harem”, as you call it, but things just kind of fell into place and keep falling into place. Each and every one of them have their own reasons for being a part of this and each and every one of them also seem to be happy to be a part of my “Family”. I prefer that to “harem”, by the. He felt her breath. Felt her lips brush against him as she went searching for the tip. His hips shifting by instinct to help her find it.A moment later he was in her mouth.She remembers his warmth and softness. The smooth dryness of his skin against her wet lips and tongue. The velvet cling of his balls against her chin as she took him fully inside her. But more than this brief moment of lifelessness, she remembers the first jolt of his imminent resurrection. It flowed on right through her. This time, it slid in much easier and was soon deep insider her ass. Then she climbed on top of the dildo suctioned to the chair and rode herself into another orgasm. She felt she was ready to at least try it with two men now. If she had difficulty, she could always just let them take turns fucking her pussy, or she could give one a blow job. Then she began to wonder how to go about attracting two guys, and also wondered if either of them would actually be into anal sex. Though they had. My body had turned you on and you were hard. I was pure and you liked making me dirty. You liked knowing how much of a slut I was behind closed doors. I could feel how hard you were for me. You reached down and pushed your cock into me. I felt the size of you fill my slit. You wanted me to cum like the whore only you knew me to be.In and out. In and out. I'm even more wet. I could feel you within me. I could feel you against my ass. I had already made you cum. I'd sucked your cock dry already.