They all used my mouth though. I swallowed all four of them. Robert unloaded in my ass.Another time, he taped the ass-buster to the end if a crutch, t...e part that goes in your underarm, stuck the tip under the couch, propped it in the air with a plastic egg crate, and filmed me fucking myself doggie on the dildo.It was humiliating and so arousing. It got me hard as the crutch leg (maybe it was the cocaine) and I laughed while it swung back and forth beneath me, perfectly hard, slapping my. Not really, of course. I kept rubbing around it and I heard a heavy sigh escape her ruby red lips.Leaning farther I used my hands to rub her back and shoulders, and down her arms. I put lotion along her sides and up, rubbing along next to her pert breasts. She exhaled another sigh. Having my cock get hard was perfectly normal. Just a physical reaction. It meant nothing. Then, as I was placing lotion on her neck, she abruptly rose up. I made room and she quickly flipped over."That's the back,. " Well, you got the house, yard, and fence along with two beautiful kids." Yeah, and a husband that can't keep his hands off the hired help." There was more than just Millie in Receivables?" Do you want a list, Bernie? By last count, it was five girls, all younger than me. One is the college daughter of my best friend. She worked for him as an intern." You're still beautiful, Angie, and if you don't mind me being presumptuous, sexy." Thanks, Bernie. I needed someone to say that. I mean I knew. And just that revelation…the matter of fact statement sent me over the edge and I came down her throat. I later found out that not long after me, she did the same to another of our friends that night.Nothing happened for the next 4 or 5 months, but the memory of that night was etched into my mind. Then finally at a friend’s cottage one night a few of us went skinny dipping, my friend and his wife included. The three of us were down by the water waiting on a couple friends, but started.