When he finally collapsed on top of Jane, she wrappedher arms around him and said, “I could feel your cum.I could feel it shooting out of your m...agnificent cock,filling my cunt.”I guess with the party, the booze, and the sex, we wereall exhausted. Mike couldn’t make it to the guest room,so all three of us fell asleep in our bed.I woke up once in the night having to go to the bath-room, and found Jane and Mike fucking again on the bedbeside me. When I awoke the next morning, I. He pushed my head fully onto it “ Get stuck in you sissy cuckold, you are no good for anything other than cleaning up my gooey cum” he smacked my arse really hardMy tongue swirled around her anus before I stuck it in desperately trying to slurp out his nut juice to avoid more slapping. He however had other ideas and carried on slapping my arse while degrading me.“Useless husband, fuck whore wife, ball-less wanker, cum slut” and so on.Finally I had finished and knelt back to take a breather.. “Good morning, Eddie.”“Is Wallace at home?”“No,” she said, “he had to go on without you.”Eddie frowned and then sniffed the air. “And I hurried, too. I was in such a tremendous rush not to cause anyone any inconvenience that I forgot to eat breakfast. It’s the most important meal of the day, you know.” “Yes, Eddie. Ward —Mr. Cleaver— teaches us that on a regular basis. So I suppose you’re very hungry?”“Why yes, thank you very much,” Eddie said, bobbing his head as he brushed past her and headed. “I sure wouldn’t mind getting a blow job like that, wouldyou?”“Sounds good to me, man,” I managed to get out in a voiceso breathless it would have made a Maryland Monroeimpersonator proud.Buck’s big quarterback hand caught my right leg justabove the knee giving it a playful squeeze that sent ahot rush of blood and teenage hormones through my veins.I quickly redirected my gaze from the monitor to Bucksface which was now only a few inches from mine. His.