At last I found the right room. As I entered I could hear Ana screaming in climax as thrusting a huge cock into her little sweet body.The man between ...er spread legs was my own boss, Mr. Lassitter…Armand was next to get on top of Ana, his dick went into her cunt easy as she was so full of semen. He fucked my wife real hard, with no mercy.There were another six guys in the room, some I knew and others were strangers to me. I felt a brutal hard on as I watched my sweet Ana getting fucked by these. .. for the last human to have a proper birthday ever again. It’s the last birthday wish of all time, so I’ll try to make it come true ... within reason. Is it ... sexual in nature, this wish of yours?” I asked him directly now.“Yes ... I want ... to ... fuck ... Queen Monica,” he referred to Monica Bellucci, my third Queen of Hell.“You ... do, eh? I shall gladly grant that wish, my dear young man!” Monica beamed, “but first things first ... and first thing is you fucking your own mother, if you. There were cowboys and sailors and farmers and woodsmen and city folks. You could tell what most of them did from their clothes. I think Boston in that era was a true melting pot. I heard every kind of accent imaginable as well. Irish, English and German were predominant, but there were also Scandinavians and some Chinese, although the Chinese didn't say much.In the half hour or so I sat there, I saw all of these peoples. The farm women were dressed in homespun, with bonnets. The city women. I shuddered as he raised my skirt and lowered my pink thong to the floor. So many thoughts ran through my mind, so many words I wish I could have said as I placed my hand on his muscular shoulder and stepped out of my thong. A moment later I felt his lips latch onto my pussy and suck. I moaned loudly and shuddered. I nearly had an orgasm right there and then. I braced myself against the wall as his tongue probed my inner walls, then flicked my clit. His hands came up my legs and held my ass.