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Karen wasn’t drunk but took out a small bottle of Creme De Mint she brought with her and took a long swig to freshen her breath.
“I don’t think you guys are interested in talking very much and neither am I,” Karen said slipping her dress off her shoulders. She let it fall to the floor and she picked it up laying it over a chair.
“I don’t care who wants to fuck me first, you’ll all get a chance to cum twice.”
“What about your husband?” Kevin asked.
“He’s going to sit like a good husband and watch his wife enjoy her birthday presents,” she said making him sit close by. “If he’s a good boy, he can have sloppy seconds or thirds if he can resist jerking off.”
“I ‘ll fix you, you fucking bitch! I’ll record your fucking and downloaded it onto Privatehomeclips, titled ‘Slut wife taking on 3 in a hotel room,’ and see who recognizes you.” John plugged in his phone so it could stay charged.
Kevin, Jared, and Gord were quick to strip off their clothes. Karen looked at three naked men, two with a cock shrivelled and one with some length when soft. She never commented about the size of a man’s cock, knowing from experience that one small in size when flaccid, could grow quite long.
“I have several condoms for whoever wants to fuck my ass. I love double penetration and sucking cock.”
Karen sat on the side of one bed and the three gathered close to her. John had moved to get close up recording of Karen sucking on each cock. She smiled at him knowing he was recording her sexy fun. She looked directly into the camera sucking on each cock.
Kevin positioned her on the bed and spreading her legs went down to eat her. “Unless any of you three eats cream pie, I suggest you take a turn eating my cunt before you fuck it. I only like condoms up my ass. When I give blow jobs, I always swallow.”
“Any of you want my ass? I love double penetration and be extra special to the one who does.”
“I’ll take that pretty looking ass of yours,” Jared offered.
“Kevin, you can fuck my pussy,” she said to Kevin, noting his bigger cock.
“And I get a blowjob,” Gord smiled.
Each one took a turn eating her pussy then she lay Kevin on the bed so his legs were over the side. She straddled him and guided hid hard cock into her. John moved closer to record her fucking his cock. Jared placed a condom over his cock and approached her ass.
He made some spit and dropped in on her puckered hole. Grasping his cock, he moved the liquid around and pressed on the head. He was surprised how easily her ass hole took his cock and he shoved it in deep.
“Uhhh,” she reacted to the sudden pressure.
“I figure you don’t like it gentle,” he said holding onto her hips.
“Not very often.”
John recorded Gord going to one knee on the bed and Karen devouring his cock. “Don’t you cum too soon,” she said after a moment. John recorded her threesome taking place. He could feel his cock growing and wanted to jerk off but knew where he wanted his cum, splattered on her face and tits.
“Now, this is heaven, fucking two cocks and sucking off a third. I’ve taken on more than three before,” she recalled.
“How many?” Gord asked.
“A good dozen when sober and about twenty-five or more when several drugged me.”
“Would you like more cocks to fuck you and suck off?” Gord asked.
“The more, the merrier,” she smiled at him.
“I know a guy whose playing poker with some others, I’ll call him.”
Gord went to his pants and taking out his cell called his friend. “Six guys will be down in a few minutes.”
“I guess your threesome just turned into a gang bang,” Kevin remarked.
“Good, I love gang bangs.”
“You certainly are a slut,” Kevin remarked.
“Yes, I am, a happily married slut, to Dan,” she thought.
John focused in close, as Jared would let his hard cock slip from her ass and then shove it back in. Kevin alternated fucking her quickly then she’d do the same.
Jared was the first to cum and backing out of her ass, slid the condom from his cock and then walked towards a garbage can.
“Don’t throw out your condom just yet, that’s a waste of good cum,” Karen said motioning him to her. She took it from him and tilting her head drained the contents into her mouth. She took two dabs and decorated each nipple. “Anyone wants a suck?” She offered, sticking out her chest.
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