I pulled my skirt up to my waist and undid my blouse and bra. I was now in reach of taking the two cock in my mouth and my ass was pointed at the two ...uys at the driver’s window but just out of reach of them penetrating me with their cocks (well after all, I didn’t know where they had been).However, I felt my thong being pushed aside as two fingers forced their way into my soaking cunt hole, sending quivers through my body. I was so aroused, I was sure to cum soon.The two guys in front of me. Verity worked as an analyst at a mega international computer R&D headquarters on the edge of town in a converted and considerably extended lovely old mansion and seventy acre park. She was clever and at medium executive stage. We had met one evening, when I was playing cricket against her company team, over the booze and grub gathering in the lush club house afterwards. I went for her, as my philosophy is - go for the plain girls as they are gagging for it. Verity’s not pretty. She had a long. I've done a lot of dangerous things and taken risks afterward in my life since then, but that was easily the closest I've been to death.)After she finished shaking and not straining her vocal cords to make no noise, she wanted to finish me. I figured she could just jack me off with her hand or I could do it in front of her if she wanted to watch (I'd done it every day thinking about her for years without her there), but she said no she wanted to go all the way if I wanted to. While I was. Julie came back after brunch and told us the sex with John was the best she’d had this semester, but not good enough. Back to the drawing board for her, and it would be another 6 weeks before she finally met her match… In the meantime, the rest of us still had to pass Prof Wrackoff’s Ab Psych class…Cassie and Kate and I had found ourselves in Abnormal Psychology 101 together, with Professor Peter Wrackoff (not his actual name obviously). We all had an inkling that maybe.