In short, Gregory Primdale was madly in love with his wife.At least the accommodations were nice. He had a large room in a luxury hotel, really more l...ke a small apartment. It had a living room with included kitchen/dining room, a separate bedroom, a well-stocked bar, big screen TV, and a bathroom including a spacious jacuzzi bath.That reminded him of how much Allison liked sitting in the hot tub at home. Unfortunately the kids were almost always around when he was home, so he didn't get much. Both guys are starting to get more comfortable and start hitting on us slightly. One tells me about how he had the hots for me since 9th grade, which i found both amusing and flattering. He compliments me on the purple spaghetti string and abercrombie jean shorts im wearing. Im almost getting aroused by the comments. After all the bars began shutting down, we went to one of the guys houses for an afterparty of sorts. We began taking shots (after several cocktails throughout the night) and one. She looked totally wanton and eager for sex."Mom, I know you're probably not keen, but would you consider teaching me how to have proper sex? I really want and need to make love with you. I won't turn sulky or anything if you really feel you can't. I know it's a lot to ask." I was using my best pleading voice and trying to make a case that would relieve Mom from any guilt feelings and make her think that it was the right thing to do. I waited, virtually not breathing, as she appeared to. His hands grip my sides above the hipbone. Deeper he thrusts. I feel his cock in the very depths of me. I am His. He drives his hard shaft in my dark hole, his breaths quicken as he pounds his cock mercilessly into my backside. I feel the hot burn as if a fireplace poker was shoved in my asshole, my cunt so achy from cumming. I feel completely broken down. His throbbing cock is engorged. He groans and I sense he’s going to cum soon. I feel taken, possessed and yet a murky mess of emotions. I.