"Jake," I told her."Wanna go somewhere more private?" she asked me."Ya, what were you thinking?" I responded."My car is outside."With that, she grabbe... my hand and led me to her suburban in the parking lot. We both got in the back and immediately started making out. Her hand started rubbing the buldge in my pants and I started biting her neck and rubbing her tits."Let's get more comfy," she said. She slipped her dress over her head, took off her black lace bra and then her heels. I took. It was bad enough to have all those nasty boys and girls sucking her blood all night, but now she had this blood seeking cult leader playing with her poopy hole. It was really too much. She hoped her ex-husband Ronald would never find out about this humiliation. He would be ecstatic to learn of her disgusting treatment by this band of basement dwellers.Even now, Marcy could feel her juices running down from her long-neglected pussy. The younger members seemed more interested in pricking her. I reached back gripped the ample shaft and rotated around to face him and dropped to my knees. I smiled wickedly and began licking his veiny clean-cut shaft like it was a lolly-pop. After about ten licks on the thick eight-inch tootsie-pop I opened wide and smoothly took his wet and slick cock to the back of my throat and then worked him back and forth, each time relishing his heavy cock. I sucked him for five minutes without saying anything, just sucking him, stroking myself to the edge, and. ..Mmmmm!" Robert slapped her ass hard as he pumped her harder. Even the pillows couldn't keep her sexual noises down; she just got louder and dirtier. Robert enjoyed sessions like this with his wife, it was always so exciting, and it was like fucking a whore and not feeling guilty about it. He was also hugely turned on by the sight of her ass crashing back into his groin, the smacking sounds of their skins making high velocity contact. Oh sweet! He thought, ‘so glorious, watching my cock.