These three gentlemen are gonna help daddy fuck you. They’re gonna fuck that pretty whore mouth of yours while Daddy uses your pussy. Is that ok wit... you?”Ivy looks up with her eager mouth open. “I want to please Daddy any way I can.”“Daddy loves to hear that baby. Just know these three cocks are an extension of Daddy so you please these cocks like they’re mine...got it?”“Yes Daddy. Anything for daddy.”“Good slut…now open up.” I pull Ivy’s head up by her Ponytail. Ivy’s mouth opened. I looked up to see Matt had taken his pants off and was slowly stroking his own cock. Matt had always been larger than my 6 and bigger around. His cock looked even larger than I remembered at about 7.5 long and about 6 thick. I looked at my friend starring at my wifes used pussy and asked if he wanted to try a little. He just nodded and moved toward the bed. He took his hand as I held my wifes legs back and stroked her outer lips. He surprised me when he said he had always dreamed about eating. “Ian Longstreet,” said the visitor.“So, what happened if I dare ask?” said Grant, looking back toward Glory.“The short version: Ian and I met casually a long time ago. Lee was, and still is, unable to get by being divorced by your now wife, and it was, well, too much for me. Ian proposed and the timing was right, I guess you might say,” said Glory. Grant was nodding.“Okay, sorry about your break up with Lee; but congratulations, I suppose—too?” He said.“Yes, and thank you,” said Glory.“Glory. I don't mind kissing, but it's awkward not knowing when I should slip him the tongue. Lately, my clients have all been sick pervs who wanted to do fucked up shit. My soft romance game is a little rusty."Can I call you Tania?" he says as we kiss. I look through his data. Not his wife's name, thank fuck, that would be painful. There's a Tania Forbes listed in his graduating high school class, half a century ago. An old sweetheart, then. Or a crush he never had the nerve to move on."Sure, baby," I.