Jenna told me what occurred while I licked dry semen off her body, gradually working my way to her pussy which I was saving for last.
There were four of them, all out-of-towners here on business. They wanted some action and weren’t looking to get hustled by hookers or flinging money at strippers; they wanted pussy to fuck, plain and simple. They began attacking her the instant she got into the Lincoln vehicle. She sat in the middle of the backseat, sucking whichever cock was to her left and right while one of them drove. They first pulled over into a secluded parking lot, where the first round of fucking began. Jenna rode each cock after the other in the backseat. At some point, she came out of the vehicle and continued sucking their cocks while another ripped off her panties and fucked her from behind.
“They had such massive cocks, hon,” she moaned and squirmed as I roamed my tongue around her belly-button. “Ohh my God, you should have seen them, darling. Their cocks . . . my God, I could barely get my mouth around their stiff pricks. One’s cock was so gigantic I was always afraid whenever he got his turn to stick it inside me. His girth was so wide I could barely get my mouth down to his shaft. It was incredible!”
The men did introduce themselves to her, but in her sexual delirium, she misplaced their names, though she remembered the guy with the thick cock as Shag; at least that was what his buddies, too, called him.
~ My Wife is Out on the Streets
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