“Fuck, yeah ... Daddy and Uncle Roger will get sooo much pussy and ass that it’s not even funny! So much head, too!” Amy exclaimed as she creame... herself with her slippery snatch on my throbbing, pulsing cock.“It’s what a slut lives for ... you don’t have to sell me on serving our men! OUR men, mind you! They belong to all of us, just as we all belong to them! They’re the owners and studs of this harem family, or was that family harem, but you get the idea. Dan’s my husband, anyway, and Roger. She still hadn't recovered from the orgasm and was unsteady on her feet. I placed her arm over my shoulder, stooped to pick her up and carried her into the house.I was headed towards my bedroom but Marcy said, "No, this way" and led me to the extra bedroom. There were scented candles lit everywhere. Lorrie's roses lay on the bed. The toy heater was on the stand by the bed with two glasses of wine. I stood her next to the bed, lifted her dress over her head and smiled. She stood before me naked. Your cock juice is mine." she said, clenching her teeth and fondling my balls."Yes mom." I sighed."Now turn around."I looked at the full sized mirror on my closet door behind mom. Her ass was more than 2 feet wide and as she bent forward to get closer to my private parts, her hips separated and her large, dark asshole spread in its full glory. The deep, red inside pushed through rather easily. She moaned in pleasure and relaxed her anus, letting her rosebud peek out.I turned around and thrust. My buddies were either watching the show, asleep or kissing somebody. Closing time came and I got the bill, I was going to need a loan to pay the credit card next month, but the net effect was friends were made and promises to meet again, and amazingly the husband texted his wife, while waiting for Mandy to finish up.We left the car, cabbed it home, I collected £50’s from the group and everybody happy.Next day, I got texts from the girlfriend telling me that the text from the husband had.