We had great sex that night and great fun. That was the last I thought about it. It was just a really great day. Fast forward a few months ahead and I... get an email from my wife that Laura and her long time boyfriend want to come over for dinner the following Saturday and if that is okay with me. I send an email back that it is fine with me. We meet up once every few months for drinks or dinner and have a good gossip. Nothing special about it. Earlier today we did the shopping and decided to. A shadowy figure entered the room, it might have been a puff of smoke for all the presence that was created as they stood stock still in the centre of the room. The shadow moved over to the slumped figure and placed a hand on her neck for her pulse then looked into her eye with a pencil torch for pupil response. The figure gave a soft chuckle then turned the prone body onto her back her eyes staring at the ceiling. A skewer was produced from a secret pocket and placed in line with a staring. During the night I woke up. He was sleeping next to me snoring. I sat up and realized I hadn't gone to pee after he came in me either time. I vaguely remember thinking I had to but I just was too tired. My long wool night gown had a small wet spot on it. I leaned to the night stand and grabbed a couple kleenex tissues and leaned to the side and held them between my cheeks. I waddled to the bathroom and sat down. My bottom opened up at the same time that I peed. A couple minutes later I was. France took up his position before he had even shot his load. Mr. Clark was standing over me stroking as Mr. France slammed into me.Mr. Clark was also mercifully short. He came on my face and neck though laughing as he did.I laid there for a minute as they looked at my cum covered body, snickering at me telling me what I whore I was. Is your pussy aching you little slut Mr. Russell asked.Yes, it is I told him please stop it hurts so much.I watched as he and Mr. Taylor moved to the sides of the.