Putting the fire out in the Jack O’Lanterns I was about to lock the door when a knock came to it. Opening the door with a bowl of Kisses in it “I�...��m afraid the only thing I have left is the Molasses Kisses!”“Oh I’m sure you have something better you can treat me with!” A black leather glove shooting out gripping the front of my pants “Oh judging by this I say I’m gonna have to do a lot of sucking to make it disappear!”Looking up from my crotch, dropping the bowl of Kisses, I see the redhead. The partner older than us would come over to the house and my husband would go to the bedroom and this man and I would sit on a couch just like this and I would let me suck and play with me, only my tits. Over time the play got rougher and rougher and I would have bruises all over my tits where he had sucked so hard as to leave marks. Well my husband died and the play continued. The man’s wife would drop him off at my house and he would have his way with my tits, and we never and I mean. “This one is a tight bitch.” The guy reaming my pussy grunted. I could hear the door open and Cassie came in yelling. “Get the fuck off her you horny bastards. You’re going to ruin the fun.” The feeling of the cocks leaving my holes was unbearable. I moaned in protest as the gag was placed by in my mouth. My eyes were screwed shut as my body writhed on the floor, loathing for the thick cock to be shoved back into my pussy. I could hear multiple footsteps walking past me as I lay in this. And ... with the help of fingers and a hairbrush ... had managed to shred her hymen.There exists a cheap hairbrush with an extremely pronounced thumb rest which seems to attract girls. The brush, when held by the bristle end is well known to relieve tension and stress.Of course, I didn’t KNOW. It was just a hairbrush.For the first time, I was present when she bought tampons ... a revelation. My daughter, who had already admitted to finger play, was admitting to certain other enjoyments. She.