Her lust went beyond the excitement of cheating. David was a great lover. He knew all her sensitive spots, and exactly how to touch them. And his cock... was so incredible. She remembered in college, when all her friends used to say that size didn't matter. She always agreed, because that was the politically correct thing to say, and she didn't really know any better. After graduation she started becoming more sexually active, and she quickly realized that size did matter, at least to her.Mike was. She was a twenty year younger version of her mother, albeit over 70 pounds lighter, and without her mother's trademark blue gingham dress, similar to what Dorothy wore in The Wizard of Oz.Her father was a cop — Officer Krupke. He was just as gullible as his namesake from West Side Story, but nothing like him in looks. He must have weighed in at 250, most of it muscle. Kind of off-blond hair, impossible to comb into anything that would stay put for more than a minute or two. I remember the blond. “I think we should do this more often.”“Have barbecues or wear bikinis?” Irillith asked, arching an eyebrow as she glanced at John.“Either way, you’ll get no complaints from me!” John said with a laugh, before looking around the rest of the girls. “Is this anyone else’s first barbecue?”Alyssa fluttered her eyelashes and tried to look innocent. “This is my first time...”She failed, much to everybody’s amusement.“Mine too! I think it’s fucking awesome!” Dana chimed in, before taking a big bite of. My pussy started to let off long loud pussy farts each time he drove that fat cock up me.“Yeah you fucking slut fart on my cock just like my wife use to,” The old guy yelled out.I felt my pussy sucking at his fat cock. He just fucked me harder so hard one of my tits popped from the top of my mini skirt. I took my hand and I used my fingers to pinch at my nipples as he fucked me. I pinched my nipple very hard and I pulled it from my tit. My body shook as my orgasm took over.“AHhhhhh FUCK,” I.