A few hours later she was back; she had to know how incriminating the footage was. Her hand slipped into her panties to finger her dripping wet pussy as she watched, unable to contain her intense desire for their young, hard cocks again. To her relief, the first video was too dark and the second one was always filmed from above or behind her so you couldn't make out her face. With a sigh of relief she got dressed in a cute outfit that showed off her ass and went about the rest of her day. She was more chipper than she had been in a long time, feeling horny all through her body and even blushing in line at the grocery store as she tried to quell a sudden flare-up of sexual hormones. When her husband came home she kissed him blowjob and started friskily feeling him up. He also seemed to be in a good mood and said, "Guess what? I got a promotion today! You must have done something right last night." He walked back to the bedroom to get changed and she sullenly recalled him driving away last night while his boss fucked her in the parking lot. She stood at the doorway to the bedroom, leaning against the doorjamb with her arms crossed. His back was to her as he Hardcore got dressed, "If those guys from the other japan night want to get with you again, you'd better let them. I may be able to get another raise." She was dumbfounded and stormed away, but he didn't seem to notice. After dinner he said he had some work to do to catch up on his new position, and she dejectedly read a book until bedtime. As her eyes stared blankly at the pages she thought back to the abuse she suffered at his coworkers' hands and his comment that she "must have done something right" soured in her mind. She went to bed angry and woke up after he had gone to work. Going back to her computer she opened up the videos from the email and watched them with one hand down her panties and her other hand in her bra. Halfway through she lightly bit her lip and moaned softly to herself as she came, imagining making love to these young guys' cocks again. As she got dressed it occurred to her with an ironic chuckle that she had gotten as much sex that night as she had gotten all last year combined, and orgasmed harder than she had in her whole life. "Technically," she thought to herself, "These young guys are 'those guys from the other night'." She clicked reply and simply wrote, "Where and when?" It felt like cheating on her husband, but she kept reminding herself that he explicitly commanded her to do this, even if he didn't technically know about these particular guys. Two days later she got a reply, and her fingers mindlessly picked at the hem of her robe as she read the address and time on the screen. The location was a house about 15 minutes away and the time was listed as 11am on japanese Saturday. At the bottom it said, "Bring a bathing suit." Her mind raced to think if this might work. Her husband just told her his boss wanted to show him his new duties all day Saturday, and he wouldn't be home until at least 5pm. Her daughter had been asking to stay at a friend's house all day, but her son was going to be back from college Friday night and would be home for two weeks. "I'm sure he'll want to hang out with friends he hasn't seen in a while," she thought to herself and nervously waited for Saturday. Every day she watched the videos they'd sent, fingering herself and managing to cum again one morning while listening to herself moaning and begging for more. She felt warm and giddy thinking about how much these guys enjoyed fucking her and how incredible their dicks felt inside her. As soon as her son left the house Saturday morning she hopped in the car. She wore a pair of short shorts with sandals and a tight, thin t-shirt that showed the color of her bra in bright sunlight. In a deep beach bag she had a swimsuit and towel that she had packed two days before in anticipation, along with the rest of the box of condoms just in case. "I can always leave if I want," she reminded asian herself as she pulled up to the house with wild butterflies in her stomach. Alex answered the door with a smile and led her back to the fenced-in pool area. The house was gorgeous and in the back of her mind she knew it had to be Alex's parents house, but she tried not to think about how young they were. Dylan and Tyler were already swimming around in the pool, and waved at her in greeting as she stepped out and closed the door behind her. She relaxed in the warm summer air and was surprised at how attractive these young guys were with their shirts off. "Where can I get changed?" she asked, motioning to her bag when they looked at her inquisitively. I almost didn’t hear her japanese over the roar of the crowd. Eldon allowed his gaze to move slowly up the lithe body in his arms, admiring the toned and sometimes freckled flesh, until he reached her face. After that, I grabbed the game controller and pretended to be fully engrossed in my game. He slapped her ass and said, "Not yet bitch." My mind and body were really enjoying her once again. “Jesus,” I said. They were speaking so calmly, so coolly, blowjob even after what they had just done to her together. indulge in my secret passion… yey! Laying her back down, slowly, Alex pulled out. Her mercy is my only chance now. Only when I am sure that if japan I wait any longer my arms Hardcore will give out and I’ll fall into the pit do I start to pull myself back up. Later that evening, Tina found Denise outside sitting on the bench looking at the ocean. I see that your nipples are rock hard, are they tingling or asian throbbing?” It was as magical and mystical as before when he felt his hard cock begin to enter the boy and slowly slide to the opening of his throat.