After that, I was putty. When the lads turned me around, I ate Randy's black fuck stick while lying on my stomach, with Matt savouring the sensation of my cunt around his cock. He took turns hammering my twat, and I was ecstatic that my pussy was still tight. I want a lot more orgasms! I had no idea how long he tortured me before eventually dumping his seed into my cunt. And Randy was prepared to extend my cunt once again, still stiff from me sucking his tool. At one in the morning, after they had each penetrated my pussy three times, I was an exhausted old woman pleading with them to stop. The three of us on one queen-size bed, with me, wedged between them, must have been quite the sight as we slept off. I awoke the next morning feeling hungover and hurt. and guilty sentiments. I got away from the other two and almost had to crawl into the shower. God, that was wonderful. nevertheless, the shower. However, in my thoughts, I was beginning to feel a lot of guilt, as I previously said. I felt terrible for enticing the lads. And I pondered their future behaviour once they awaken. I didn't need to worry. Randy and Matt were sitting on one bed and the sofa as I emerged from the toilet, wrapped in a towel. They were a little hesitantly glancing at me. "You two okay?" I asked. Hell yes, we're fine, Randy snorted. How are you, though? I groaned and said, "Well, I feel bad for having you guys have sex with me," as I perched on the side of Randy's bed. Mrs Driggs, you're the finest lay we've ever had, Matt chirpily said as they exchanged glances and burst out laughing. Really? I questioned with sparkling eyes. Randy and Matt both got up and sat down, with Randy on my left and Matt on my right. They each threw an arm over my towel-covered body and said, "Yes, truly, Mrs. Driggs." Randy then leaned in and kissed my cheek. I grinned as my hands landed on their laps and felt two substantial cocks. As Matt unwrapped the towel, I turned to face him, and our lips touched, parted, and our tongues seemed to be probing. His hands softly moved my thighs apart as I groaned and felt his lips on my right breast. My head was urging me to disagree. On the other hand, my wet pussy had other plans. "No fellas," I said as I broke off the kiss. Just now, I showered. We can take another shower; Matt said as he got down on his knees at the edge of the bed and dragged me onto my back with him. When Randy and I kissed, his hand toyed with my breasts, softly pinching them and pushing on my tight nipples. I gasped, "Oh god!" as I felt his tongue enter my sex. I glanced at the time as Randy brought his lips to my breasts and started sucking on my outstretched nipples. When the orgasm started, I closed my eyes and cried out gently. And I said, "Boys, we, oh god!" as I descended from my sexual high. Matt just slipped his prick into me before grabbing hold of my ankles and lifting them over his head as he began pounding me. My hips were bucking, making it difficult for Randy to keep his lips away from my tits as I replied, "Boys, we don't, ugh, have much, ugh." My whole body shook as I shouted out during this orgasm, similar to the major ones from last night. As his tool poured its seed into me, my tight cunt pulled on Matt's shaft, and I heard him below let out a shout. Shit! One more shower. We're not paying for water, I laughed, so that's something. "Okay Mrs. Driggs, I'll go take my shower," Matt said as he walked away. Rolling over to my other lover, I moaned, "Good boy." While I stood up and directed his rocket home, he grinned and grabbed my hips. "Come on, Randy, I need you to cum," I yelled as soon as I heard the water running. He smiled and placed his hands on my dangling tits, caressing them joyfully. I'd rather not. We still have five hours until we get home, so you two can do me on the van floor at least twice before. He smiled as he flipped us over, and I yelled with ecstasy. Soon, however, he slammed into me quickly, his arms catching my legs and forcing my knees up to my shoulders. Before we came together, his cock cream again splattered the walls of my womb, and I was screaming, groaning, grunting, and loving every second of it. Okay, guys, all yours, Matt remarked as he emerged from the restroom. We were on our way home around noon while Randy and I had showers. I had sent Matt down to retrieve the van. I kept my promise since I liked having a cock in my cunt the whole trip home. Every hour, the lads would trade back and forth. I rode cock back to St. Louis, mostly sitting on their laps in a skirt and no panties. I said, "Okay guys, I enjoyed what all you two did to me, and I'm just letting you both know that if you don't want to come and pay me a visit, that I'll understand," as I drove closer to home and after Matt had just creamed my cunt. "After all, you two have plenty of fresh pussy to get into once we're back home," I said as I stretched out on Matt's lap and felt the sperm loosen around his shaft. Well, Mrs Briggs, I wouldn't mind sometimes tasting your skin, Randy added as he smiled and turned to face me in the rearview mirror. "Like, anytime you can't find a date," I sneered. It would be ideal; I thought as I watched him wince. I don't want to be the first option for a fuck for you guys. I'm happy to take a back seat. Just give me enough time to leave home and retrieve my kid." By the way, do you guys have any other friends?" I said after pausing. When Matt kissed my neck and fondled my breasts through my top, they both grinned and laughed. I was a content little old woman who couldn't wait to have more sex with these two and any studs they brought.