She untied the useless top of her bikini and dropped it into the spilled milk on the floor. She left it lying beside the empty carton and went to the ...kitchen window to see if he was still outside. Her bare feet were wet with milk."Oh ... oh ... fffffuck," she said aloud, half in a moan as she looked out to see Ryan, still there, the rigid spine of his excited cock even bigger, the hard shape even more pronounced against the tight stretch of his shorts than before."Que pollo," she purred,. I was laying facedown on the bed, i could feel her hands running up and down my naked body, paying special attention to my ass and pussy, this went on for at least a minute, she was hissing and purring throughout, " Turn over you bitch " she growled, although demanding it was pointless because as she said it, she flipped me over forecefully, gabbing my face with one hand again and planting another sloppy, wet tounge filled kiss on my lips. The kissing continued until she made her way down to my. Another man appeared in front of her. ”Are you doing ok?” he asked. Jordyn smiled and nodded.The man cracked a smile. ”I think she likes it rough,guys. Don't you girl?”Jordyn panted: ”Yes! I like it rough! Fuck me like a bitch!” Which was all true. For as long as Jordyn had enjoyed fucking several men at once, she had also enjoyed being dominated and fucked roughly. This seemed to turn all the men on even more. As she got her booty filled by a new man, the others seemed to lose their patience. The stranger, who looked to be ten years older than me, was six feet tall, with Beatle-cut sandy hair, blue eyes, an aquiline nose, and the most beautiful ears. He wore a pinstriped charcoal suit, pink shirt and a navy blue tie. When I looked down I saw well-polished black loafers. Edward.Attached to Edward's hands were a five-year-old boy and a three-year-old girl. I was introduced to them as Harold and Mary.The rest of the Village faded away, all I could see were Edward and his children. I.