I had the girls there in the car with me, and sent the driver into the airport with a sign that said "Fields Party" on it. About fifteen minutes later... the limo driver came out carrying two bags, with three fairly short men following behind him. I exited the vehicle and went to greet the three men. Tammy's father, Paul, was about 5-10, 180 lbs, and muscled. His sons, who I later learned were Michael and John, were both in their late twenties and both about 5-8, 160 lbs, and fit. I greeted Paul. The night before I left for college our family fun continued for what would be the last time for awhile.While at school I met a guy whose family was party much like mines. They were a family that loved sex, but more then anything they loved fucking each other. After spending time getting to know Josh and his family I decided that it was time to tell my own family about this wonderful man who had asked me to be his wife. The day that I arrived home is a day that I will never forget. I had been. I wanted to feel loved and cherished for who I was; She wanted to be abused and fucked raw like an animal. Both sides of my psyche needed fulfilment to make me whole. I regarded the state of Adam’s arousal. Mistress Belle, the filthy slut, craved it and needed it to last as long as possible to achieve another climax, yet it was clear there was little chance of that. So I had to improvise on Her behalf. Rolling the hair tie from my wrist, I doubled it, placed it at the head of his knob and. I leaned over, placing my right hand on stud’s chest and my left hand on Rick’s cock, over his shorts. WOW! If my hands could talk, they both, simultaneously, would have exclaimed, “Impressive!” His torso was rock hard and well defined. I then dragged my hand down across his perfect six-pack abs. I needed to bring that hand down because my left hand required serious help to get a proper hold of his engorged fire hose cock! I stroked it a bit, still over his shorts, but I couldn’t wait any.