“It’s what you said you wanted me to do last night,” he protested. “I did?” I was amazed. Had I really asked him to take my cherry as a one-...ight stand? It didn’t sound like me and yet he was gorgeous and I was busted. If he’d forced me, surely he wouldn’t have sent flowers and come round to see me afterwards. Yet there he was, sitting next to me on the sofa, stroking my thigh. “You started apologising for Izzy not being there. You said I must have been expecting to get at least a good fuck. One of them was stuffing a big carrot into my mom’s ass and my mom was moaning in pleasure. My other friend was fingering her pussy with one hand and was pressing and pinching her boobs with the other hand.They asked her, “How is it, aunty? Do you love us treating you like a cheap slut?”My mom spat the panty out of her mouth and started to moan loudly.“Yessss kidssssss.. I love the way you make me do all the dirty things with me. I love how you make me drink your piss and stuff me with your. In the first place I was very sore from previous abuse, and in the second place coach didn't give one shit about that. I didn't realize that there was any way I could be even more tired at the end of the day, but coach showed me it was not only possible, but easy.The next day was a shocker. After breakfast, when I appeared for my workouts, coach sent me to the whirlpool and then a semi-attractive unnamed female gave me a thorough massage and sent me back to my room for a day of rest and. I had actually bet my wife to another man like I had fantasized about for years. He was actually going to fuck my wife. Right here. Right in front of me. In real life. There was no turning back. As fast as the relief of my cock blowing my load came, the fear of watching my wife fucking another man took over. My wife sat there and took in that this was really happening as she looked at my cum on the floor. There was a silence for about 20 seconds before josh told her to start getting undressed..