Mr. Bob and Ms. Anna were their names and they were an older couple, very friendly and active in the church. At the time this story happened Ms. Ann...a was I am guessing in her late fifties. She was a thin petite woman, reddish blonde frizzy hair, maybe a hundred pounds. She dressed very conservative. I did not her very attractive or sexy. She did have a drinking problem that very few people knew about. We had a big outdoor BBQ and party at our house one weekend. Everyone was there including. I look up to see her mouth is open in anticipation of what is to come. I gently lick her slit further down to just below her clit. She moans as I stop, and one of my fingers fondles her clit. I slide a finger in slightly, and Jaya makes a soft moan, reinforcing how much she needs to be completely and utterly fucked. I stop teasing her and plunge my finger deeper inside her, and I start attacking her hard clit with my tongue. She grabs the back of my head, as I taste her most sensitive parts. I. We could see Jan’s body extend as he shot her bowels full, Jan even gagged some, his cock was a good 18 inches up inside her and his cum was holding firm, then it had to happen, his cock shot out, at least a gallon of cum shot over us all, he snorted and reared up in delight.Steve lead the horse away, one or two guys went around cocks in hand and fucked her swollen ass, Jan lay stunned at what she had just endured, her ass leaking cum even as the guys fucked her, I asked them to give her a few. He was dying for release. But like a good little slave he said "yes Daddy."The next few weeks I couldn't think about anything else but my pretty little pussyboy with a real twat. A nice set of lips to fuck instead of his clit hanging there rock hard and useless. It's the only thought that got me off. Try as he might the poor little bitch couldn't cum hands free. I wanted that so bad. To watch him get off just from my cock. Just from a real man fucking him.One night at a bar with my friend I.