“I’m enjoying this way too much. ” I think as I tense, my pussy starts to be affected by my attention on him. “Focus Joy. You need to get this...right! He is a hell of a lot bigger than you have ever taken.” As I think my mouth makes contact with his tip. I leave a peck on his tip, before moving my tongue down to collect the small amount of pre cum that has already oozed out of his small hole. Craig’s hands move down to my hair caressing it away from my face so he can see my every movement over. For you. Do you feel my heart? Feel how it’s pounding? That’s because I’m so fucking afraid you’re not going to give me a chance and tell me to pack my shit and go. It’s also pounding because there’s still a chance you could say yes.’ My nostrils flared as the scent of him invaded. It was all soap and warm and musky and male. I could feel his cock twitch beneath my hand and without stopping to think, pushed my hand harder against him. His hips jerked and he hissed through his teeth. I looked. Soon the others are joining him. Just hearing it makes me have to go and I can tell I am not the only one.Looking at Jon, he gives me the nod as I go to use the pot.It is my turn to shit and Randy just loves it. As he gets level with my crotch, I manage as slight wiggle squirting his face before the collar zaps me."You cunt," Randy hollers whipping off his face. "Now you are going to lick this floor clean." He looks at Jon who nods his approval. Kicking the pot under me, it sloshes out onto the. I bit my lips to stifle the sound. It felt good but that night I needed more.‘How many cocks has she had?’‘Since married?’It was so hard typing one handed.‘Yep’‘5’“Including yours?’‘Yes’‘How many times she been fucked?’‘God knows.’‘Fifty? Hundred maybe?’‘Probably’‘Her pussy looks well used’‘It is’‘She still tight?’‘No. Very loose’ I added, posting another sad face emoji.‘Too many kids?’‘One too many maybe’ came a helpful suggestion.‘Shame’ chimed in another watcher. ‘I hate it when a good pussy.