Her deep brown eyes peered across the room. The shadows under the shelves of a bookcase stood still. Goosebumps pricked up.“Weird,” she said to no...one.It was enough discomfort to get her moving. She closed her book, not before putting an old business card from a locksmith into her page, and got up. In the bedroom her t-shirt found its way to the floor, revealing her breasts. Stretch marks sagged along them as they were large for her size. They swooped like ski slopes. The goosebumps had left. The party started around 8pm, as the very sexy MILFentered the room, “Surprise!” We all shouted as one ofthe hired waiters handed her a glass of champagne. Thebiggest surprise however was what she was wearing , apair of hot pants that barely covered her sexy bum anda top that instantly drew attention to her breasts.The night rolled on and the guests were gone, mygirlfriend retired to bed leaving her mum in thekitchen to clear up a bit and me on the couch as thatis where I have to. I turned beet red with embarrassment as I watched their faces, but Roy kept going and finally after teasing the men for a while now he slid his hands off my tits and began to kiss the back of my neck.My pussy was dripping then. I knew what I had to do and now I was horny as hell and somewhat looking forward to it.I knew that I had my husband’s undeniable consent to fuck all three of the men staring at my naked breasts right then. This was the first time I had ever taken four men in a day. My. I could tell, though, that somewhere deep down, she wanted to do it. I got the impression she wanted to show off her skills to an appreciative audience. In the end, it didn't take much cajoling to convince her.I set up our laptop at a strategic height and positioned Monica in front of it. She insisted on wearing an old Marti Gras-style mask she found in a junk drawer to hide her identity, as she was paranoid about Luke and Eva surreptitiously recording the Skype session. I assured her that they.