In the departure lounge I knew eyes were watching me, as the hem of my skirt flounced across the top of my thighs, barely covering the only other garm...nt I wore, a snug fitting blue thong. I giggled at the memory of my bending slightly to pay the cabbie, his eyes never leaving my breasts as they lay captured in the top of my dress. Behind the wind blew and two male Japanese tourist started chattering excitedly. When I turned they stopped, smiled and bowed. I of course returned the bowed to show. Three studs, two sluts, and who knows what else might come?”“Sounds like a plan to me. I’d love to be airtight on a regular basis. What about you, Mother?” Magda surprised me with the degree of enthusiasm that she had for the idea of living together in a large household with Inga, Bjorg, and Frederik.“Airtight, yes, that sounds very nice. Airtight ... and pregnant, at least once more in my case. I want to have one baby by each man before I stop breeding. Imagine how sexy that would be, the two. In others they were fucking her tits, shoving their cocks into her round boobs and pulling her hair, and waggling their knob ends on her distended excited red nipples."And of course Mummy did one of her favorite tricks with your old school bullies. The chocolate lollipop!", she grinned, licking her lips as she brought out another set of photos.She was smirking on the photos, as she plunged her tongue tip right into a big blob of chocolate mousse on Jason's knob end! A fucking big blob of it, on. Part of me was annoyed that things were not going as I had planned -- I had planned on giving the key to certain individuals throughout the evening, allowing those I deemed worthy to go upstairs and pound my wife's tight pussy and even tighter asshole. To let them torment her with riding crop, flogger, clamps, and whatever else they found laying around.But now, it seemed that Lady Luck was in charge of who was to fuck, use and abuse my wife tonight. Looking down at my current winnings, I.