" Mr. Grizwell demanded as Mr. Flare placed my hand on his swollen dick. I could feel myself getting wet and I considered the possibility of me fuckin... these two old men. Mr. Grizwell had just went through a divorce and Mr. Flare still lived with his mother. A wave of pity passed through me and I tugged off my skirt, leaving my socks and panties on. "Shirt too." They said in unison. I removed my collared shirt and bra, my nipples growing hard because of the change in temperature. Mr. Flare put. Randy’s hands moved downwards and started to caress the inner sides of my thighs; then he untied the bottom straps of my bikini and let it to fall to the floor.I was now fully naked except for my heeled sandals, allowing a stranger black bastard to take advantage of my exposed body, while I watched my beloved husband making a lot of noise as he emptied some beer glasses with his other mates.I then felt again Randy press the large cockhead of his black serpent against my slippery wet opening and. Then they started to fuck her.The six ladies watching were so thrilled at finding this woman who had adapted so quickly to their whims. They were all avid voyeurs and though they had all done the nasty deed Grace was doing they enjoyed the sight more. Especially when the woman was mature, beautiful and ‘posh’. And she had actually asked for a young man to pee into her mouth. The ultimate in disgusting acts if you discount the doggie loving. And the plans they had for bestial love for Grace to. While in the shower, I heard a knock on the door, and, much to my shock, Tammy came in, claiming she had to pee. Which resulted in her seeing me, soaped and lathered up, and me seeing her pulling her shorts down, exposing her pubic hair (thickest bush my step-daughter admitted seeing in her life - I agreed after witnessing that sight in the bathroom), and getting me extremely horny.Much to my shock, within a matter of minutes, after a somewhat short but sexual conversation, I stood there,.