I bent back over and began sucking the now soft cock in front of me. I knew it was my husband, but the camera never showed his face.The camera moved b...ack behind me and Gary pulled out of me and as he did another man replaced him. The camera then panned around the room and it was full of men. The camera never showed one face, it only showed the men — standing, waiting, naked. All of them had their dicks out, stroking themselves, waiting to have their turn with me.The camera caught a glimpse of. I had never cheated on him before, but something about his ex cheating on him or something had always made him overly bull headed. I got to my door and took a deep breathe, well here goes nothing… I stepped into the living room and locked the door behind me. Glen wasn’t anywhere in sight so I headed for the bedroom. I could here the shower going from the bathroom next door. Not wanting to alert him I tiptoed around the room and found a new outfit. It was a spaghetti strap tank top and a pair of. NASCAR Boy throws his head back, and yells, "FUCK, YEAH!! Just like that! Drive it in, baby! Fuck me real good with that big prick of yours." I'm sure you've had bigger," I laugh, as I settle into a fucking rhythm.He looks thoughtful for a second and says, "Noo ... I'd put you in the top three, to be sure." Well, you love getting it hard and fast up the ass, don't you?" Yeah! Gimme! Drive that thing!"In 'real life', I'm not much of a talker during sex. Some of my partners are definitely. The headless corpse tumbled from the horse, landing on the dusty trail, blood coagulating the dust into a muddy puddle around the dispatched thief.Ariston looked for the other rider. The second thief was trying to stanch the red flow from his arm. Already he was swaying in his saddle. His face was wan and pale from the loss of his life blood now staining pants, saddle and horse. The rider raised his head alerted by the cessation of sounds. Realizing his peril, he booted his horse into a gallop..