* Four weeks later he woke up his head pounding with another hangover, and turned over in the strange bed to find some woman next to him. One he could...’t remember picking up. Again. Her short blond hair was mussed up around her face, mascara smudged around her closed eyes, her naked body curled up next to him. This was the third time in as many weeks he had woken up next to someone he couldn’t remember their name, let alone what they had done. Staring up at the ceiling he tried to remember. He. He kept himself moving very deliberately, almost a show of strength in and out of my ass. He took several long deep thrusts into me and I realized he was setting himself up to bottom out in my ass. He added more and more lube and eventually his pace quickened. I felt his hips slamming against my ass as he pumped himself into me."Nice married bitch…your tight ass feels so good...”I felt like an absolute cock slut taking his monster cock so deep in my ass.Worse of all, that bastard was going to. Maybe getting drunk and kissing a boy ... or ... even ... grabbing an appendage I’d never seen ... now THAT would be exciting. And I WANT to. And just maybe ... Angela knows what who and when such an attitude would be appropriate.There’s cars parked ... maybe there are boys in the pool.“Holy moley Angie ... where’s the rest of your suit?”She preened. Two postage stamps and a cork would cover more ... and there was quite a bit NOT covered.She struck a pose, “Like it?”“Does your mother know?”“Oh. Matt stepped out of his tiny bathing suit and stepped into thedouble-wide shower with Xavier.He started to say that Xavier was very beautiful, but his painfully stiffpenis had already delivered that message to the boy.Xavier kissed Matt. Boldly and persistently. Rubbing cocks as theykissed. Tongues dueling.Matt was surprised at Xavier s sexual aggressiveness. It was different andcute, in a way, but Matt needed to dominate. So he said, That s delicious,Honey, but I don t want to wash our.