I couldn't help but let out a moan as the other slid between my legs and fingers pressed up against my slit crossing my clit before meeting the other ...n my stomach. My body felt a bit of disappointment when her hands left my thighs and moved on. That didn't last long as Kim made her way to my breast. I had no idea how amazing it could feel having my breast massaged. I guess being a woman Kim knew exactly what it would do. I would have been more than happy to have her stop right there and press. Each thrust took him a little deeper in and loosened me a little more until his balls were touching mine and he speeded up. Soon I was gripping with my arse as he pulled out and relaxing and pushing back as he rode into me and between us we got another inch or more up me.Then came a long, rough ride as I swore at him to screw me harder and he called me a dirty tart, who needed several men to cool me down (I . Make yourself come. Do it now.” As Julie continued to assault my ass I spit on my hand and began to go at my cock. I went hard and fast. Mona and Carole started chanting, “Go. Go. Go. Go.” And in no time I blew out a jet that landed on my chest and face. It was a mind-boggling orgasm. Julie kept going. About a minute layer she stopped abruptly and her entire body seized up. She froze for about fifteen seconds and then yelled, “Yes.” She leaned back and dropped my legs. Mona had to grab my arm. He wanted her saying more. He even wanted her blowing him. In fact, so did Eddie. The boys both wanted the very same thing as her husband, but none of them, including Patrick, got what they wanted. While hitting her husband with a barrage of F words, the elusive and vulgar Aunt Marion slipped from his grasp and headed right out of the room in a real hurry. A few seconds later, they all heard a door slam shut and figured he’d follow, but he didn’t. The drunk just stood there with his dick.