“Oh my goodness, this is my bedroom, Mr Edwards sl**ps in another room, this is my own little boudoir, no men in here, my dear.” I was a little ex...ited at that time, but for what reason I wasn’t quite sure. “Come, let us have some fun dressing up shall we? I have some really romantic clothes here as well, let us try these dresses that I’ve made for Karen shall we, and I’ve just about finished making some delicate underwear as well, if you would try those as well that would wonderful. I wasn’t. We went out once a week and sometimes had friends over. That’s not a marriage. That’s being roommates. Truth be told, he wasn’t even a good roommate. He was messy, never picked up after himself. I had to do everything—including bailing him out with the creditors and the IRS. It was probably my fault. Or at least the fault of the culture we were formed in. Josh was right there with us in those sitting-on-the-bean-bag-cushion, cross-legged-on-the-floor bull sessions we used to do in college. He. I didn't have any tools or really know how to use them, if I did. I also did not want anyone snooping around, so I made pictures of the hardware with my cellphone camera.I passed Marie's barbecue restaurant on my way to home depot, so of course I had lunch there. I couldn't get the five gallon buckets on the trike, but I did manage the set of wrenches, the set screw drivers, and the gallon of spring water. Those I bungeed to the top of the battery box.With Sam gone I began to mentally set. Then I thought to myself-why not have some fun! So I knelt down at one of the men and he turned towards me and I took his cock in my mouth. His cock got rock hard immediatly.I was working his dick in my mouth like a pro when I noticed the other guy standing there stroking his dick. I pulled my shorts down and told him he could have my pussy which he jumped at and stuck his dick in and started thrusting into me doggy style. I contiued to work the other guy with my mouth when a third man walked.