Cralling up behind me again he poured a generous amount on my ass and his dick. My cousin worked first one then two and then three fingers in my ass. ... was in ectacy. Then I felt the head of his big cock pushing against my spincter, I wispered Oh please and then he pushed all the way in with one stroke. He pulled all the way out and then shoved all ten inches in again. With that I came moaning out loud. My legs began to tremble and this spurred my cousin on he began to ram his cock in and out. I look over at the nude sleeping form next to me her yellow hair spilled out upon the pink pillow. I think about the sex we had last evening. Before Mary and Bart made me their slut, I used to call sex with my husband ‘love making’. I suppose I use that term because of my prim and proper upbringing, but now that I have been fucked by a multitude of men over the last forty eight hours an act I can hardly call love making if for no other reason due to its violence and passionate need. However sex. .. closer to impatiently expectant, perhaps.It was of the utmost importance that I keep my cool, however, and let none of this internal agitation become externally visible, as seated across from me was my date for the evening, a lovely, slender, dark-skinned young thing with almost perfectly symmetrical facial features who professed to be an exchange student from Haiti. She was telling me about her father's estate at home, and the things she liked to do in her spare time. She was also telling. She was surprised none of the men objected, but then saw why. All three had the same tell-tale signs of air pressure in their privates. They were all so hard. By great fortune she had only just arrived in time to save these men. She quickly took the first man’s penis into her mouth and began to suck wildly, desperate to drain his balls of the sticky white substance that was created by the change in air pressure. She was surprised when the man took her head in his hands and began to thrust his.