She knew what the score was as agreed beforehand, as did the guys. One by one, each guy would take turns fucking her and cumming deep inside her pussy... one after the other. The first guy to enter her was visibly over excited as the amount of pre-cum dribbling from his massive dick looked as if her was cumming already! It was long before he was nuts deep inside her, make her squeal with pleasure, as he emptied his load inside her.I then took over and could feel how wet and cum filled her pussy. "Oh, Lynnette, please don't be such a wuss? Be a big girl now and put onyour own mascara." She dipped the applicator and handed it to Lynn,watching as he expertly coated both sides. "See? Only a total girl cando her lashes so well, without even a teensy smudge! Do you need alittle more, sweetie?" Sherry said, inserting and removing theapplicator. "Here, let me help."Lynn knelt there as she finished his eyes."That's enough for the first test," Sherry said, putting the mascara inthe purse. " My cock throbbed as I stepped out of our bedroom. I heard a muffled voice downstairs, a man's. It clicked in my head. The bell I had heard was our doorbell.I headed down the stairs, the muffled voice groaning. It sounded almost ... sexual. I frowned. There was a wet, sucking sound. My stomach tightened. I reached the bottom of the stairs and stepped out into the living room.My wife was on her knees, wearing one of my old T-shirts, her naked ass shaking as she blew the Black delivery guy. I. The two cups of coffee make cowboy style, as my dad had called it, when he did it over a campfire in my youth, were the best I ever had. I decided that as I sat under a tree on my camp space and sipped the not too hot coffee.For the first time it seemed that I was on the road with nothing to do but ride and look at the passing scenery. It was wonderful. It only took me four days to find the peace in the trip.It was about lunch time when Georgia turned into Alabama. I found myself outside a.