I am about to get fucked. Again. I arch my back, eager for it, lifting my hips, presenting my ass as best I can, clenching the blanket with my fists. ...“What a pretty little whore.” I freeze. It’s not his voice. It’s feminine. There’s a hard edge to it, just like there is to his. I whimper, suddenly frightened and unsure. Her touch is gentler then his, her hands gliding over my back, my shoulders, my ass, down my thighs, everywhere but between my legs. “My husband likes to share. It’s my turn.. She was deep in thought when she walked headlong into a young man of roughly her own age. “Oh, I am so sorry” she said covering her mouth with her hand in embarrassment. “It’s ok, no harm done” he replied. China couldn’t remember being introduced to him at the staff get together, but he was kind of cute and with a broad smile. Then he was gone. China looked at her watch, desperately wanting to visit the stables and check out the horses before her day was finished. It was quite a trek to the. I pulled up and parked on the street in front of his house. Just as I put it in park, another message popped up on my phone. “You just made it, come in”. I paused before getting out. It was a surreal moment. Sitting there, I finally noticed that my dick was still hard from before. I knew what was probably going to happen and that I had no choice. It was as if I had no thoughts except what I was feeling, which was a pressure around my small dick and a sick feeling in my stomach. Without thinking. ‘Both of you are absolutely top-hole, aren’t they, Andrew?’‘Absolutely so,” I said heartily, reaching out to rub Lucy’s mound with my right hand whilst my left hand strayed towards Amelia’s hairy cunny and I gently inserted a finger and began slipping it in and out of her juicy snatch. She wriggled slightly and laid her hands on my semi-tumescent organ, but continued her conversation.‘I like to hold a stiff prick.’ Amelia said. ‘I like to put it in my cunt and to hold his balls while we are.