She sees his silly grin through the windscreen, his face made ghoulish by sodium and shadows. There is another man too. The passenger window descends ...and a muscular arm emerges to rest in the space vacated by the glass. Between his fingers, he holds a dying cigarette, its glowing tip about to expire. He drops it to to the ground and sparks flare as it lands at her feet. Younger than Jerry, he is perhaps her age — a little older maybe. He has long hair and wears a silver-grey T-shirt under a. I can't remember when I felt the hard knot of excitement, even fear, in my stomach, the dry mouth of apprehension, waiting for something new to happen. I looked across at my man, drinking beer with his mates, their laughter clearly heard across the room. Along with me are dancing all their girlie friends, all happily giggling together.I decide to take some air, get away from it all, outside it was nice and cool and fresh from cigarette smoke."Don't turn around," a male voice said."W-what, who. . but mostly your feelings come from the centre of the universe, which is your arsehole, the sphincter being stretched wide open as a rock hard, thick, insistent penis presses to gain entrance. He is lying on you and you feel his weight pressing you, his weight pressing his cock against the asshole, but you don't relax just yet to let him in.Then you feel his weight shift as he adjusts his position and gets some purchase on the bed with his feet and knees. Now he has the leverage he needs to. Would you sit on my cock, let me fuck you?" I was a bit amazed at his boldness, but I was equally amazed that my wife, got up from her seat, moved over to her left and closer to me, straddled his legs, and lowered her pussy onto his eight inch hard cock. At that point, another male, this one a muscular black male with a good ten-inch cock moved to a point in front of my wife as she eagerly bounced up and down on her first strange fucker, and shoved his cock towards her mouth. Cheryl excitedly.