She started to stroke her clit and was amazed at how stiff it was and how much it throbbed. She was not particularly a fan of anal sex. She didn't enj...y having the lights on during sex. Sex had always been this thing she wanted but felt she couldn't go after without being a slut. Suddenly, everything was coalescing. As she lay spread out naked in front of a roomful of people, getting her ass fucked by a stranger and groped by another, she felt something she never imagined possible; confidence.. It wasn’t until I was in fifth grade or so that I realized what the flag with the gold star next to the picture meant. In college I figured out that Uncle Ed was only a couple years older than I was then when he and eight hundred comrades in the 442d Regimental Combat Team died in an ultimately successful struggle to rescue two hundred and fifty American soldiers cut off behind German lines. I was never allowed to forget the lesson, usually delivered by Grandma: ‘You have a good life in. He was scooting sofar forward and spreading his legs so wide for me, his feet lifted off thefloor. He whined and whimpered and scrunched his face up. I felt my cockjump and rolled my tongue in the pulsating ring.Brian bucked. Lee wailed. I started to spurt. My ass clenched. I feltsomething warm splash my hair and face. Brian drove his cock into me onelast time.I gushed cum. I was flooded with cum. I was splattered with cum.The three of us climaxed in rapturous concert. My insides. You looked like you had your hands full. By the way, I'mSharon." Julie Mumford," the mother replied. She was a rather petite young blondewith blue eyes, slim hipped but with nice sized breasts, a pretty girl ina very sweet way. "I've seen you in the park, sometimes."Sharon nodded."My husband, Jack, and I live in an apartment in that old building on thecorner of Lexington and 22nd. Our living room window overlooks the park.How about you?" We're on Gramercy Park West," Sharon replied."Oh, I love.