Our lips connected; our tongues entwined.He slid his big dick in and out of me. He fucked with slow, deliberate strokes, almost entirely withdrawing b...efore plunging in me to the hilt. I matched him stroke for stroke, meeting his invading shaft with my eager cum-hungry ass. I wanted to milk the cream out of this man. I moaned in lust for the d-i-s-e-a-s-e."Fuck me, Mike. I want it," I said between his thrusts."What do you want, Joey?" he asked as he pulsed into me. "Tell me what you really. You knowthat. Somehow I always thought you were the one with her.”I then heard Donna talk with her brother about our youngestdaughter. Kevin was away at that time. Donna was not sureif one of here cousins fathered Shelly or perhaps an oldex-high school boyfriend did.Not once in her conversation did I hear Donna say shethought I had fathered any of our children. I have not saida word to Donna about what I saw and heard that night, justas I have never once accused her of being untrue to. Is that the charm that won you a wife? Oh, wait, that's right. You never got married either." Yeah. That's me, the pot calling Ma Kettle black. Except, of course --" Except what?" Except Ma Kettle didn't wear tight T-shirts so the world could see what a hot old lady she was."Des looked down and cursed. Her nipples were bulging into the thin fabric of her shirt. She crossed her arms in front of her chest. "It's cold in here," she said."I'm comfortable," he said, uncrossing his legs.She laughed.. The first guy started to put his hands on my pussy and it was making me hot so I straddled him , all the while thinking that I will get some great tips. Then another guy came up behind me and started to pull my g-string down. Next thing I know the guy whose lap I am on is sucking my tits and then it happened , I felt his cock getting hard and I began to grab it. I took it out and it easily found it's way home to Robin's nest . Here I was riding his cock for an audience of 8 men and I felt good.