One front leg broke off, year later the other front leg broke off. So the bed tilled down. Because it was like that, the mattress ripped. Fucking in t...e bed was hard, with every thrust I would slide down the bed. We live with my father, that is a long and not fun story to tell. Both of my boys and my wife moved with him. The bedroom we are using is right below the living room. The k**s room is right across from us. My dad sleeps in the den, which is downstairs across from the living room. It. .my hand slides up my stomach and squeezes my breast, pinching my nipples hard. It doesn't matter how you use my body as long as it pleases you.I love to listen to my man while he's inside me. The heavy breathing, the growls of delight, the grunts and groans of pleasure, the filthy things you call me, the naughty things you tell me you're going to do or that you want me to do. These are all like orgasms to my ears and my mind. The thought of me being able to draw this out of you while milking. The men stop moving. "Awww, I think you embarrassed him, Connie." says Malcolm. "He was just in here riding it like he owned it. Hitting the prostate and everything. Now he wants to play 'straight boy' again now that you're here." Connie walks over to Evan. She looks down at him on his elbows, Malcolm still buried inside him. "I already saw you, new boy. Gyrating those hips, eyes closed, biting your lip. I watched you enjoy it. So don't worry about me. It's just too bad that Malcolm got to you. He'd instructed me to dress and be waiting for our neighbor, Miles. I was only to refer to Miles as "Sir." So, I sat fully dressed in my hottest schoolgirl attire waiting on Sir to arrive. Master and Sir had an agreement that I was to be at Sir's service while Master was away. Truth be told, Sir drove me crazy in a hot way. He was the neighbor guy you'd really wanted but never could have. Before Master and Sir had their agreement, I'd often fantasized about Sir taking me and having his way with.