I wouldn't have minded at all. I was a screaming mess of sweat and tears and a little bit of every other body fluid. I was soaking the bed. Too soon, ...or not soon enough, I'm not sure. Miguel came in my insides like three elephants. I'd had that special feeling of boys squirting in my ass before, but I never had a cock up so far it was in my fucking intestines! My parents used to give me enemas when I was little because I wouldn't poop. When he shot, it felt like that, but hot and about fifty. She had moderate color and had curly hairs. She used wear saree. She didn’t have a flat belly she had nice and small tummy and she had nice pairs of breast and butts. So from first day itself I had sexual feeling in my heart for her and when she used to teach I used to sit in first bench and used look at her assets as she tummy saree couldn’t cover her belly properly so sometimes I got glance of her navel. I used sit and try to see which color bra she was wearing. I used look at her armpits. What on earth was happening to me this weekend.I heard my son say please don't do anymore you win the bet, you can fuck me, just please don't do anymore to my family.I turned to ask what was going on, and I was told to follow my sons friend and he would show me, there in the family was my husband and his friends all deep a sleep in a drunken state.My sons friend informed me I needed to suck his cock until he was happy some of his pre-cum was on my tongue and lips, then I needed to go and kiss. Billy gripped himself harder and began to masturbate furiously. Another cry came from Jerry.“That’s it, Ian,” he found himself saying to no one. “Fuck her harder.”A louder cry came from the room again and suddenly he found himself crying out loudly. His cum began to spill out over his belly as he climaxed. He heard Ian groaning loudly too; he too was cumming but he was having the luxury of cumming inside a woman; not just any woman but his wife.** Billy had slept fitfully, he wasn’t used to.