He wanted to slide his shaft between those pear-shaped cheeks and move up and down, maybe prod her hidden asshole a little before lowe...ring the head and pushing it thrillingly into the hot, wet grip of that fantastically beautiful pussy. "Don't be a copout, mom; I won't let you. Last night you were all up on the idea of Jean with us, making love, and I can just about guarantee that Jenny will haul dad off again this morning." She trembled. What are you talking about?” “It’s just that tonight, I don’t know, you seemed off for a bit.” “Seemed off?” “Yeah.” “Um, okay. The last thing I remember was that we had a nice evening. When did that change? Jesus, Marcus.” “Forget I said anything, it was a good night.” Curling her legs up and under her, she shifted, annoyance brimming in her voice. “No, I want to know what you meant by that.” “Fine. When you came back to the group you were acting different.” “I can’t have a good time. He kept on thrusting and I started to cry in pain. He took his cock out of my ass after a while and put in a dildo and moved it. It didn't feel so bad this time. The white guy still had his hard dick in my pussy and I started to get surprised how he was able to hold it and kissed his mouth. He again rubbed my nipples with his strong fingers and I got very very wet! This time the black guy had taken out the dildo from my ass and he made me sit up on the other guy and helped me move my hips. The. Are you serious? He said OH yeah very....but I do want to buy you some sexy things to wear when we go out, back home. He has a big house on the beach and he has three guys that stay and work there. I never caught their names, but I did catch and few wads from them. I looked up from my dinning place and asked, He let the help fuck you? Yeah , those three young guys , Carl, and four of his golfing buddies. I looked up again, eight? Yeah but they only all did me at once on Friday night. It wasn't.