She was crying in pain. She was in such a difficult situation. Her mind wanted the fuck so badly. Her pussy on the other hand, was not co-operating wi...h her. She just didn’t know what to do. But both of us wanted sex. We wanted to have sex like there was no tomorrow. I made up my mind. I held in my arms and kissed her. She calmed down. I asked her if she’s willing to go all the way. She kissed me and I knew her answer was a definite yes.I carried her in my arms and took her to my bedroom. I. It had to be a ratio of 10 men and 1 woman. We stopped by one of the bars and grabbed a drink and started looking for a place to park somewhere close to the dance floor. She was looking really hot in her little linen skirt with some short lace on the hemline. Her blouse was a button blouse but she had chosen to tie it and button maybe one or two buttons so that her bra was showing and her tummy was on show any time she lifted her arms for anything at all. Her little lacy sheer bra didn't hide. Brenda decided to play it by ear and in about 30 minutes, it was apparent that Hank had pulled a fast one on her. Instead of him being the only one fucking her, he'd decided to invite all the guys over and they were going to have Brenda "pull the train" for them.Brenda had come to Hank's with a sexy tube top on and a very short skirt. She'd dressed expressly with the intent of seducing Hank, but she didn't realize that her sexiness in picking her outfit would foreshadow her having to take the. I wondered about Juniper's job, which in all likelihood was expecting her in only about three to four more hours.Well. She was young and strong. Maybe she could hack it.I drove back to my own place deep in thought. I should have been on top of the world. I'd just gotten laid in a fashion I was unlikely to forget anytime soon. I reflected that, in my decade and a half of active participation in the sexual revolution, I had never been so thoroughly and exhaustingly fucked.So why wasn't I feeling.