Jason: I wanted to talk about earlier.Me: I said I would hear out.Jason: You did, thanks for that. So here’s the thing. We don’t like asking our p...rents for money. This ritual thing pays well. There’s nothing weird about it. I searched the room for hidden cameras. I keep in touch with everyone that did it. Nothing wrong happened.Me: So what? If nothing’s happening, what’s the point?Jason: I don’t know. All I know is I’m having some fun and getting paid for it. But there was one thing.Me: What. They fucked me long, hard deep, and with power. I felt so full of hot hard cock. I was lost in hot lust and felt nothing but arousal when I realized what a dirty slut I was acting like. I dont know how long they pounded at me, how long they tormented me to new heights, used their cocks and hands and mouths to satisfy me. When they came they gripped me tightly and pounded really hard and froze, their cocks completely inside me. I came all over the place and for the first time in my life ever I. Her nipples were painfully erect as she rolled them back and forth between her fingers. Slowly, one hand snaked down toward her smooth pussy. She gasped as her probing fingers delved between the slick lips to begin stroking her hard bud. Heather opened her legs to allow herself more access to her juicy cunt, and began to stroke her pussy with wild abandon. Watching herself in the mirror was making her so hot! Heather felt the tremors build up and knew that she was on the verge of a massive. We would be having a conversation about sports or something and then he would slip in something about how hot my wife was. Then he started asking more personal questions, wanting to know how often we did it and her sexual tastes and finally how many times she had cheated on me. “What makes you think she cheated on me?” I had to know. “It’s all over your face,” he smirked. “Besides, hot piece like that and guy like you. What did you do? Beg her not to leave you and then go right down on that.