I was over a foot stool and was literally being fucked across the floor.I can remember the look of horror on her face when she walked into the room an... saw what was going on. I was breathing so hard and drooling so much that I had trouble forming words let alone a full sentence. She just sat down and watched/listened to me being bred until he unloaded in me and stopped. There was no conversation until he’d turned around and I ‘finally’ got my breath back. I don’t even remember most of what we. We traded blowjobs in front of the mirror nude and ground our bodies and cocks together. I was in heaven! We never kissed because i didn't have the nerve and he wasn't particularly attractive, it was all about the cock! He turned me around and he started pinching my nipples and jacking my 6.5" cut fat cock. I could feel his cock between my ass cheeks and I was over the edge horny, so i reached behind me, took his cock and sat on it. I can remember his gasp and shudder as i took him bareback in. Jude continued to drink, and I could also see the effects it was having on her. Her reactions were slowed. She seemed to sway a bit on her feet even when there was no music. I knew her limits with booze, and she was well past them.Just then, the music changed as the DJ announced it was a “lover’s block” of slow songs for romance.” Marcel pulled Jude into his arms, pressing up against her. She quickly glanced around the room, not seeing me, and interlocked her fingers behind Slick’s neck. That. For the next month we were at Mrs. Davis house almost every Tuesday and Thursday. I found out that her first name was Brenda and called her by that name but she said that she would rather we called her Mrs. Davis. That was ok with us. We tried doing just about everything to her that we found on the Internet and she never stopped us. We fucked her ass, fisted her both front and back, gave her a golden shower and even she suggested some things like mild B&D. We were as happy as we could be with.