Quickly I recovered and said '...this was not our deal. There was only to be one guy here not the five of you...' Gabriel smiled and said '...but I to...ld them what a good fuck you are and how you helped me. These are my friends and the want to get off too. We all have games this week end and there is no time for you to get to them all...' I looked back and now the other four was stark naked stroking their huge pieces of man meat. My body trembled as I thought of being taken by four huge monster. It was quiet, apart from the rustle of leaves in the trees and the occasional hoot of an owl. Miles from anywhere, she slept easily with a window open for cool air and the back door ajar so her cat could come and go. There was a creak; the wind bending the branches of the trees outside, or the soft step of a foot on an aging floorboard. She slept on, unaware, bare breasted to the night. In fact, when the soft brush of her bedroom door across her carpet whispered into the air, she still. It didn’t take him long, he was soon moaning as he added his sponk to my wife’s cunt. They pulled Trish’ coat together but didn’t bother fixing any other of her clothing. They were just going to leave when the white guy said. “I think I’ll have a souvenir.” And went back and removed Trish’ knickers.As they left the room, I was just about to go over to Trish, when I heard the door opening again. I sat back in the chair, once again pretending to be asleep. The black guy came back in and pointing. With his hips raised, his cock floated just below the surface, he began to stroke it gently, eyes closed and his imagination working, he was once again inside Rose, Mrs Bennet. Her innocent eyes watched as he entered her, then widened as he thrust in, he began to move his hand quicker on his cock, the warm water fed his imagination. In his mind he withdrew from rose slowly, then let his cock slide upwards between her moist pussy lips, his cockhead began to push gently against her clit, lifting.