It sure does, I think. I wonder what is going to happen next and then wonder why I am wondering so much and not just focus on all the breasts around m.... I laugh out loud. A question mark appears on my wife’s face. “Something you want to share with the group?” “I am just a bit taken by surprise. No pun intended” I laughingly reply. The bathroom door opens and Laura walks out in my wife’s bathrobe. “I need another drink. You guys want another glass of wine?” I sit up and reply that I will go and. Chapter Four - "Knock Knock"The doctor was right; after staying off my leg for three months, I was pretty sure from the way I was tolerating my daily therapy that I could get around on it. Granted, it was going to hurt for a while, but I was sure it was usable. When I discovered this I chose not to share this information with Vicky. In reflection, I think it was because the only time she even spoke to me let alone got close to me was during our daily therapy sessions together.There I was,. Let’s start with how you met.” She was starting to lower her mouth downward now, leaving the shaft to focus on the length of his cock. Hek breathed in sharply through her nose as she pushed her head forward, tilting it ever-so-slightly upward, allowing him to slide her throat with ease. She fought a gag, her face turning red as she held herself in place for a moment, before sliding back.“Mphhl- laahh,” she let out a soft moan as his dick slid out of her mouth, “st- start with the lab tutor…”. He pulled out and came on my face and tits before I passed out completely and woke up to find another guy fucking me. He was a heavy set, overweight, hairy, older guy, most likely in his mid 60’s. He was sweating heavily as he pumped his cock in me, my legs spread wide, one hanging off the couch and the other wrapped around his back. He slid easily inside of me as he squashed me into the couch and spoke dirty into my ear about fucking my black cunt with his hard, white dick. I was still aroused.