“Yea, I bet you'd like that, you filthy little slut.” “Thanks, I would. And I'm learning from a big, sexy, slut,” I giggled. Another four mont...s slipped away and Saturday had become our official party day. Every Saturday we'd have men or couples at our house and the prime reason was for sex. Sure, we'd formed a circle of friends who were regulars at our house, most of which were friends or co-workers of Kathy's. We also had parties and barbecues, except that ours always wound up with everyone. Rise up on your hands.” I lean back as she pushes her hand between us onto her clit. “Oah, that feels good. Now give it to me.” Using my hip, stomach, and leg muscles I slam into her over and over again. “I’m coming,” she hollers. Motivated by her orgasm, I double my efforts and shoot spurt after spurt of jism into the sheath.She pushes me off, gets out of bed, and partially dresses as she enters the elevator. “The next time we do this, we’ll have more time.” She blows me a kiss as the elevator. I asked him why he was uninterested, and he told me there'd be no fun in it for him because it'd be too easy now. -- "One thing you need to know about Mark is that he was the most modest guy you'd ever meet. Some of us even called him 'Modest Mark' as a nickname. He was so self-effacing it used to annoy me sometimes, because I wanted to yell how wonderful he was from the rooftops. So when Mark told me it was too easy for him, that was a very unusual thing for him to say. I asked him what score. ’ ‘Alright.’ He says as he pulls off my shirt and takes off my bra, staring at my double D’s for a second ‘You like?’ I ask. ‘Mhmm’ He responds as he starts licking and sucking on my erect nipples. I unbutton his already unzipped jeans and pull them off before sliding my hand into his boxers rubbing his erect 10 inch cock. He rips my skirt and g string off and starts rubbing my already soaked pussy. My breathing picks up and I remove his boxers. ‘Fuck me.’ I moan. He responds by picking me up.