When he spilled his last drop you felt him slip out of you. Your skirt dropped down and when you turned to take off his mask for a real kiss he was go...e. You ran back toward the corner of Bourbon and Toulouse with his semen dripping down between your legs. You saw me standing patiently by the street sign. You hurried up to me for a wonderful kiss. You blurted out what happened and noticed that I was a bit miffed at you. You felt so bad that you let me take you in the ass when we got back to. I was not surprised when Terry said he was in, and was excited to go. I told him that I was a little nervous about going. I wasn’t sure I was ready for multiple couples. Terry assured me that if I was not comfortable, or was uneasy with the situation we would leave. Terry was almost begging till I finally gave in. That night I had a dream that I was naked, with several men pushing their dicks at me. Into my mouth and my pussy, and poking at my tits. I woke up with one hand rubbing my pussy and. The end was rounded and tapered, then got larger again and tapered back down near the bristles. I could push it as deep as the bristles and keep it inside without holding it with my hand.” Anita explained.“Wow… cool!” Sharon exclaimed. “So, did you just kneel on the bed or floor?”“Both, sometimes I would squat over it and take it in that way.” Anita stated.“Then what?”“Well, the handle of the toilet brush, carrots, then wine bottles and stuff.” Anita confessed openly. “That was well before any. The only other couple that were together, and who had crossed, had lived that way for the better part of twenty years. By then, they had grown used to their new identities, new lives. Neither one of which wanted to run any risks, or face the very real possibility that something might happen to either one ... or both of them. Needless to say, they were thus content to live out the rest of their lives together, as one another."I fell back onto the bed, the realization suddenly hitting me that I.