You would love it.’‘Maybe.’“How many times on average does he fuck you each week? When it’s not that time of the month, that is.’’‘Dep...nds. Two, maybe three.”‘My wife gets it every day. Twice, maybe more at weekend.’‘Lucky woman.’‘I am pretty demanding. I enjoy sex and need it regularly. Fortunately my wife is the same.’Julia looked up. John was still tapping away at his iPad. He looked so cool, so nonchalant; this was a different John for sure.‘Please can I see your coochie? It would make me. Mom suddenly reached down with her hand, bending her fingers up and probing the freshly-violated folds of my pussy. I gasped with involuntary pleasure. My own mother was working my body into a sexual frenzy. Yeah, suck it. My eyes darted up to see Zack standing in the doorway with his jeans around his ankles, Cassie slowly inching her mouth around our brothers sizable cock. They were getting off to what mom was doing to me. Mom suddenly spun me around to face her, pushing me up against the. .. or you will have to leave this bed despite how much I'm enjoying your company ... you have to finish off what you started to say".Peta looked at me for about 30 seconds - I could see that she was struggling to make a decision. I placed my hand on hers to remove it from my cock when she gasped "Ok ... I will tell you everything. Promise me ... you won't get mad ... please ... please??"I nodded my head to indicate my agreement. Peta paused a moment before she started to speak."Grant ... I will. They were buff and good looking. We were so buzzed it did not occur to any of us that we were sitting there naked in front of these men. We all just started talking about the college and what not. Three more black men came over the dune, they were friends of the first three. They all sat on our blanket and started drinking with us. We were having a great time. Very quickly the conversation turned to sex, and Teri asked one of the men if it was true what they say about black men having big.