Another zip opened and I felt my other hand wrapped around another slightly smaller, but still rigid, cock.How could this happen? I was being forced t...wank off two stiff dicks while someone was stroking my pussy? The guy to my left whispered 'She's like the cum sluts off the net' That is just how I felt, a slut, for them to use. I knew that this had gone too far to stop. I just hoped that they would allow me to feign sleep a little longer if only to retain what dignity I had left. . And, since Jim was very conservative too, there were never any variations to the "vanilla" sex in their marriage.Grace would describe to Jessica, sexual escapades with men, both before, during and after her marriages, that she said would make her see stars. She described sexual positions that Jessica had never heard about. Jessica knew about blowing a man, but that had always seemed disgusting. She couldn't believe it when Grace described men eating her pussy, fucking her from behind, playing. He quickly unlocked the passenger side door and demanded that I get in his truck. Once I got in and closed the door, I heard the doors lock. I knew that there was no going back from here. I then sat facing him while spreading my legs so he can have a better view of my face, tits, and pussy.The driver was black, looked to be in his late 40s, and had a muscular body with gigantic arms. He was easy on the eyes and looked like he just came from the gym because he was wearing gym shorts and a tank. He attended weekly lectures that taught him about heart and cardio-vascular health. He stuck to the Canada Food Guide’s principles and in only six weeks had lost 25 lbs. Most curiously of all, Doug’s eyes changed. They were clear, sparkling and blue as the Alberta sky! I guess the eyes are more than the gateway to the soul. It seemed they were also the best indicator of bodily health. One Saturday in mid June, Doug brought home a lightweight aluminum canoe from a yard sale and an electric.