By that time, two guys couldn’t hold it any longer and sprayed gobs of cum on my tits and face. Another one straddled my face sticking his nicely pr...portioned dick down my throat. It wasn’t long before he reached a powerful climax with cum dripping down my chin.I was so hungry for more cock, I yelled out, “Who’s next?” Right away a guy climbed on top of me slamming his dick in my steamy pussy and didn’t seem to mind getting sloppy seconds. Neither did the guys that followed. I didn’t keep score. I think we'll all live close to one another but, well, I guess I wasn't totally kidding about it being time to move on. It's not that we care about Brock any less but I think we understand that he would never single one of us out. I think if it hadn't been all four of us; if only one of us lived nearby, it could work for them. But Brock has always been, I don't know ... I don't want him to sound like a pussy because he isn't. But he's always been really sensitive to our feelings. He has always. Well, shedecided, it's only harmless fun, and in any case, she really wasenjoying smoking herself, so taking a deep, feminine drag on hercigarette, she walked from the kitchen, teetering on her lovely highheels, to find a broom cupboard or somewhere else that the things shewould need would be kept.Susan quickly found the vacuum cleaner and some dusters and tins offurniture polish in a small room along the hallway. She started toclean the house as she had been told, though it took some time for. I felt him twitch inside me. "Ahhh," he groaned. He pulled out of me as his cum spilled onto the floor. We were both sweating, and there I was, sprawled on the table, showing my stretched vagina.I wanted more. I was shaky, but I stood up. I kissed his collar bone as I guided him to his chair. He sat down, and I sat on top of him. I moaned as I rode on top of him. He groaned silently and grabbed my hips. "I wanna see your boobs bounce, you slut." he told me, frustrated."Yes, daddy," I told him..