A bandanna was slipped over my eyes and tied behind my head, and another was knotted, the knot was slipped between my lips and it was also tied behind... my head.I felt myself being lifted up. Not sure how many pairs of hands were on me.I was carried over to where the farm truck was parked. "Hold still white bitch! I don't want to hurt you, but I will!"I felt a cold blade slide up my leg and slice the leg of my shorts, then I felt it on my other leg. A cold breeze hit my now wet pussy."Hey. Actually Carl seemed like a nice enough guy. The worst part of it for me was sitting at the dinner table listening to him and Fran go through all that "do you remember" stuff. It was all innocent stuff like, "Remember Marge and Billy Crenshaw and the night that...", but it served to remind me that the man on the other side of the table used to sleep with my wife. Shouldn't be a biggie since I knew she had been married before when I met her. But knowing that I hadn't been there first and that I. It’s really nice having him back in town.”In just a few minutes, Darrell pulled back and shoved his hard, precum-oozing cock into my mouth, and fucked me like a cunt. His cock seemed a little thicker and more gnarly than I remembered, and I loved the feeling of his vein-covered cock. He had only been fucking me for a few minutes, when his cock began to throb, and my mouth was flooded with his tasty semen and sperm. I swallowed all his cum, and just laid there as Sam and Tyrone took their turns. After sometime Mei Ling would mention about Alex, the ex-boyfriend, with whom she had a final fling before our wedding. The recollection would make her extremely horny and gave us the best sexual bouts. On a few occasions she would even say his name out loud as she came, no doubt imagining him inside of her instead of me.On one recent night, just as we got into bed, Mei Ling told me that she remembered the first time with Alex some years back in Sabah on one of her trips when she went alone to.