More than a few women stood over my face and used my open mouth giving me their pussy to eat after being filled with cum, and nearly all gave me the h...nor of eating out their assholes. I loved being used and I wanted this whole group to do any thing they wanted with me! But then Jim came back, his cock fully erect over 12 inches long and as big around as a pop bottle, glistening with pussy juice. He stood between my legs and looked down into my face. I watched in disbelief as he pushed his. I feared that the raw lust in mine will be revealed. Then she gently touched my hands and moved them away almost reluctantly. In good time too i might add, for at that instant, the doorbell rang its shrill cruel voice piercing the silence. The milkman bellowed “ma’am milk!!!!”As i trotted off to the tailor’s store, carrying the measurements and the blouse bit with me, i bet i looked like a cheshire cat, smiling to myself in a silly way. I was still living in the past whilst having dinner that. Dave had scored a couple of cases of beer and it looked like the perfect summer day. There were just the four of us, Dave and Paul and Tony and me. We'd been best friends since first grade and now, twelve years later, we were as close as ever. So we put the beer in the water to cool down and stripped and jumped in to cool off with the beer. We always skinny dipped. It was just something that made the whole thing more fun. I think that we all wished that somebody would come along and check us. Yep, I know it sounds a bit rum, but it works, if we fancy one, we all get a fresh partner each night, we all enjoy it, and if a woman doesn`t want a partner, it being her time of the month, or she`s pregnant or what-ever, she wears a sprig of heather in her lapel and doesn’t sign in the book. It saves embarrassment, and it`s simple, we know then not to ask. There are just thirty-one folks eligible, in the hamlet so in theory that’s one woman a night for half a month. Which should be enough.