..The guttural sounds of an abused throat, the constant struggle to breathe, and all muscles tensing at a heartbeat's pace from rolling orgasms became... Carmen’s entire life. Her mother, her coworkers, her dead goldfish, even her name... she didn't have a single neuron to spare thinking about what might be happening outside the carnasporum's epidermis. They were burning red hot. The gradual sluttification of her DNA from all the semen she ingested made sure each orgasm was stronger than the next. "Yeah she's gonna get the old meat tonight. Isn't that right babe?"David said to her, reaching for her waste and sitting her on his lap,where she felt his hard pecker pull up from his jeans against her ass.She felt him bounce her on his one knee, "Yes hon. You keep up withthat and might just have to.. " she leaned forward and gave him a softpassionate kiss, "give it to me right here and now." The whole kisstotally disgusted her, but she knew that he would be too drunk byevening to know her from. Marcia's skirts were so short that it was not hard to get a peak at her tan nylon covered cunt. She could tell that Marcia never wore panties when she was wearing pantyhose. Sometimes she even thought that Marcia was actually flashing her a little bit. The images of making love to her daughter soon overcame the moral dilemma that Carol was having. The strong sexual attraction she had for Marcia had to be appeased. She began to stand close to Marcia whenever possible, "innocently" rubbing her. Dragging her tongue from my clit, she licks Michael's shaft thats pistoning in and out of my ass. It was the sexiest rimming I ever got in my life.I realize I'm holding two cocks in front of me. This is surreal. And oh so fucking erotic.Her tongue is lapping at my pussy lips, distracting me from the job at hand. I can't help but cry out when I cum. Michael fucks me deep once more and unloads a gallon of sperm, thrusting slow and deep he empties his balls in my little asshole. The third twitch.