You did not have sex with me the day before you left and the day after you came home. You wanted to be clean for them, but were too fucked out for me....You are such a sick whore. Let's count, twenty five years, four time a year, one hundred trips, and at least six days of orgies. God Damn Bitch you actually had 600 orgy days and you traded partners every time. You were fucked by all three men, not counting the cunt munching, at least three times a day. That is nine times time six hundred days.. I replied that it was fine and that I wished I had known she did this earlier. She told me that very few guys know she likes massaging guys balls and for me to keep it a secret. I told her, not a problem. She still had my balls by her left hand, she looked down at them, smiled and said, such nice small balls you have, can we make a deal? I looking at her asked, what kind of deal? With that big smile of hers she made a fist with her right hand and then placed her fist on my trapped balls. She. Finally unable to resist any longer, I slide my hand down and under the elastic band of my panties. Fantasizing about the cocks I had pleased, my fingers found my wetness and I began to rub lightly. Visions of hard cocks, swollen cock heads, and fountains of spurting semen danced in my head. My fingers pressed a bit harder and my rubbing quickened. Oh! I do love sucking cock, the feel of one erupting in my mouth, of its owner groaning and shaking…Yes! Oh! I do love it so. I was fully engaged. " It's okay, babe. We can adjust." Darren reached out and caressed her hand."Good. Now you finish eating and go to bed. I'll take care of the kids tonight."Darren nodded as she stood back up. He felt like a weight had been lifted from his shoulders and began eating.Darren continued to work late for the next week. He had been looking forward to sleeping in Saturday morning since Wednesday. Stephanie told him she was taking the kids to visit her mother Saturday morning when he arrived home on.