I wasn’t sure I could stand the tormenting from both of them.Matt kept a running filthy whisper in my ear while slowly raising the back of my swing ...tyle skirt, running his hands up the back of my legs towards my slowly dampening pussy.Sliding a finger down the crack of my ass, tickling my tight entrance through my panties. He slipped a digit under the band and into my slit finding me wet and wanting. He groaned into my ear when he felt how wet I was getting. He took a quick gulp of his drink. He lifted his gaze and looked across at an upper balcony on the Baxter Building, where a figure in white stood waiting for him.Susan Storm-Richards stood on the balcony outside the marital bedroom, her white night-gown blowing about her in the warm breeze. She looked towards the dark figure who stood on a nearby rooftop, his crimson eyes blazing with lust and need. Turning slowly, she walked back inside, but left the screen door open. Reed lay in the bed, in a deep sleep. She had made sure of. Then, they stopped. I wondered, unable to ask, what they were mumbling to each other about because my body and mind were truly fucked up by that time. For a few moments, I hung in the air with cocks stationary inside me, then they awkwardly began moving, again. This time it was together, both cocks thrusting into my opposing holes, then pulling back and thrusting back in. I orgasmed multiple times before I felt them both erupt, filling both holes. I had cum dripping from my pussy and from. When she politely allowed someone to pass she made sure she backed into me far more forcibly than necessary and her buttocks pressed hard against my groin. She giggled with surprise and delight at what she found there and pressed back even harder, with a quick wiggle of the hips thrown in. I tried to back away but in doing so found myself jammed against other sweaty bodies. One of them belonged to a delicate-looking girl, not my usual type but very pretty with her long blonde hair and big.