She texted him the address. Since was Thursday she decided to go to the mall for some sexy underwear. In her driveway she saw a young girl pushing a stroller. The girl smiled “Hi I’m Sarah juicy Jane and this is Margie”. Rita headed down the end of the driveway to say hello. My god she thought this girl has the biggest set of tits I’ve ever seen. For the next half hour, the two-woman talked. Rita asked if she’d like a cold drink, 5 minutes later they were amateur in the kitchen, the baby slept. The conversation finally turned toward sex, Sarah claimed since her second kid she was horny all the time. Her husband was a computer repair guy who seemed to have lost interest. Rita told her about having a boy friend and getting fucked on a regular basis, Sarah seemed very interested, “but Rita with kids, the house and a husband how do manage a boyfriend”? “I met the guys at work, they have enormous stamina and can fuck for hours. We party either at there house or I have them here”. Sarah’s mouth dropped open with astonishment, “as a matter of fact tomorrow morning there coming over to fuck my brains out”! Sarah looked quizzically at her, “would you consider sharing one of them with me”? Rita smiled she knew four guys were coming over to fuck her why not add miss big tits it might be fun She went into detail about the rules and Sarah nodded like she was ok with it. Rita smiled “ok let’s call Bru and see if the guys are ok with this”. Sarah smiled at her as Rita dialed “he may want to talk to you so remember dirty as you can come up with”. Bur answered the phone “what’s up sexy”? “I was wondering I have a girlfriend her name is Sarah, she’d like her cunt dripping cum if you think it can be arranged”? “It a possibility describe her”, “well she about 5’2” brunette with shoulder length hair, a very large pair of tits great ass and nice legs”. “How big are the tits”? Sarah quietly told Rite 44FF, when Rita told Bru he told her to give shower her his phone and have her call in the next hour. “Ok girlfriend here’s his number, go into the den and sexy call him, remember dirty talk they love it”. An hour later she cam back into the kitchen, her cheeks we flushed red, she was sweating but had a great look on her face. “Wow talk about explicated sex talk, do they really do everything they say they are going to do”? “Girlfriend I’ve still got cum stains in my panties from them”. Friday morning at 9am Rita heard her front door bell she hurried down to see who it was. There was Sarah Jane, she had a small bag in her hand. “Hi girlfriend can I put my makeup on over here”? “Sure, but I thought you had couple to drop of Margie”? “My sister picked her up so I’m good till 4 if necessary”. Rita was in the master bathroom while Sarah used the guest room, Sarah came in just as Rita was adjusting her boy shorts. Sarah was wearing a black lace bra, black lace cheek hugger panties a black garter belt and black stocking. She put a hand on her hip “Rita do I look fuckable”? “My god they may cum in their pants when they see us how do I look”? Rita had on Red boy shorts a size to small, so she had a create camel toe, red lace half bra with red stockings. She heard a car in the driveway they went downstairs, and she opened the garage door so Bru drove in, the had come in the van. The girls moved away from the door as the guys files in Bru and Hector kissed Rita as did the other guys Hector made the introductions. All pretence of watching the porn had stopped as we looked at each others cocks and stoked ourselves. CHAPTER 7 Shannon got a couple different look in her eyes. So I stayed home from college the next day. I wondered. It was so much. It was still raining heavily when the family finished their long depraved amateur sexual session. I reached up and took down the box,I placed it on the bed and opened it. She didn't usually stop at the buzz, with her it would always be one of two ways though. Sandy of course had no idea of what the tattoo was or what it meant. I see stunned silence since I included that I had payroll pullup their timecards. Awaiting us on the curb was a pristine black limo. Still hot that time of night and knowing that the strong lights of the small tavern below us discouraged passers-by from looking up, sexy I shed my clothes, walked to the balcony and, holding a beer, I sat on the wooden chair farther from juicy the adjacent balcony but facing it. The last time I saw Willowbud, Corruption moved limb-for-limb with her, but now there was a delay, an shower uncertainty, as if the meld between them was weakening somehow.