We went shopping but her mind was on the job. We bought a few things, went home and she practically raped me. Not that I complained of course. About 5...m we dressed and headed for Alf and Bronwyn’s house. Ruth was dressed rather conservatively but I know she and Bronwyn had cooked something special. We had dinner with them and then the women headed off to get dressed. It was 8pm and the other players arrived. The women hadn’t come out of the bedroom and I suspected that there was more than. “Eat me, Uncle” she pleaded. I complied. I dove in like a demon, sucking and biting her clit. I stuffed two fingers into her tight pink pussy. She was hot and wet. I started moving them in and out. I kept pounding her cunt as I ate her, first two fingers and then three. She came in minutes, hard, long and loud, screaming “SHIT, FUCK, OH, FUCK” over and over. Her knees buckled as she came and I had to hold her up so she didn't fall out of the shower. As her orgasm subsided, and she regained her. As her cock rhythmically thrust in and out of my anus, obscene sounds of fucking filled the room. I could tell that she was really enjoying it from her noises and the look on her face of exquisite pain. I knew that she was going to cum in me for the third time.Holding my legs she drove her cock up into my anus with the final strokes she needed to get her satisfaction. Lying there, there was nothing for me to do but take it like a bitch. I was her personal whore and like a good whore, I was. It's an old house on Pecan Lane, looking convincingly generic. No sex in here, it winks. But in moments, two men will be devouring my body. The music from Rocky starts in my head.The wooden gate creaks a little as I push on it. The front door is already opening."Good evening, Ms. Smith." The man grins, raising his eyebrows. I bet everyone is Ms. Smith to him. He smells sweet, like Obsession. My heart flutters. I wish Jack would wear cologne. "I am Ricardo," he says, rolling the r. "Welcome to.