I kneeled between Karim's spread legs, grabbed his throbbing dick and inhaled it. My hungry lips locked around him as I started to bounce my head. I f...lt Omar grabbing my hand and guiding it to his cock. Indeed, why jerk yourself when he has me. Karim's cock hit the back of my throat so I had to slow down. Not that I wanted to but because of the reflexes.I’m not used to taking that deep. Karim appreciated it and enjoyed me sucking him slowly. Omar stroked my hair to silently signal his deepest. It seemed awfully loud, considering we were out on the patio, but then I saw the remote ringer over the French doors leading into the house that I hadn't noticed before. Todd thinks of everything, I laughed to myself as he went to answer the door, nude as the day he was born.He was back in moments leading a couple that looked to be in their mid 40s. Both were nude, having apparently stripped before they rang the doorbell!The man stepped over to me, hand extended with a smile. "Ron Hatton," he. Putting it to her wristphone she quickly passed fifty credits into her empty account.Hooking her arm in his she walked along beside him to his aircar and as soon as they were airborne he said, "Where to?" Your place?" she suggested."Oh, my wife would love that. Haven't you got a room arranged?" No," said Martha a little uncertainly."Okay, I know a hotel," he said and set the autopilot on.In the ten minutes it took to get there in the aircar, Martha had discovered the hard way that he had bad. She guessedthat the combination of too much alcohol and not havinggotten any sex for so many months, had worked it magicon her and made her throw all caution to the wind.She couldn’t remember which one of her colleagues hadbeen next, but she could remember herself gurgling withpleasure as he thrust deeply in and out of her,grunting with the effort. She could even rememberherself urging him on with gross comments like;“Faster! Harder! Fuck my brains our stud!” How couldshe have.