She traced a trail of damp kisses down his chest and to the dark curls. Here she stopped, and, getting to her knees, reached out a tentative hand, dyi...ng to feel his firm softness. He grasped her wrist, guiding her to his straining member. She took it firmly, stroking its length slowly from base to tip. It hardened still further under her touch, and, emboldened, she applied more pressure as she slid up and down the shaft. Then she took him in her mouth, and licked the head with generous strokes. I had my mouth smacked, knuckles cracked with a ruler, even spanked by her, but the look in her eyes was an all time pissed off look, even for me. She reaches over for her paddle and tells me to down my paints. Holy shit I thought, this is going to hurt. I stood there in a bit of shock so she repeated herself and this time add “Your underwear too”. I undid my belt and unsnapped my paint, pulled them down underwear too. I stood there butt naked in front of her, she took a quick look. My fingers found my pussy and were already stroking my heated pussy without me having to think about it. I watched the men as they undressed and when I saw that each of them had a very good size cock I reached my first orgasm. I then directed them each to different sides of the bed. Bobby Joe was on the left, Billy Bob was at the foot, and Bob was on the right side. I told each of them to just stand there and wait. I then crawled over to Bob on my right and lowered my head until my lips caught. He grabbed my breasts and reached between my legs. I didn’t take long for me to be aroused by his touch. I didn’t care that we were out in the open, I wanted him right then and there. I reached for his crotch, but he blocked my hand before I could touch him. “Get in the car, we’re already late,” he told me. I sat in the passenger’s seat and fixed my makeup. He exhaled and shook his head before starting the car. “Where are we going?” I asked. “You’ll see,” he replied. Like always, my desire for.