Amazing, really. Who taught you those tricks?" I clammed up, afraid to tell anything close to the truth, and she gave me a pass, choosing to check out...me out a little more thoroughly and see if I had any more tricks to share with her.As she panted through what had to be her twelfth orgasm, Cassandra shouted my name, scratched my chest, and bit me on my right nipple. When I jerked back from her, she seemed to get control of herself, and settle down a little.We slept.I woke around one A.M. to use. Not yet. Not just yet. He takes me hand again and I am led, naked, into the tiled shower area. Two, four, six towelled men follow and I am pushed gently into the throng already beneath the gushing water. The followers drop their towels and enter. The circle closes and I am surrounded. On all sides, there are hard dicks, as massive as their masters. There must be fifteen of them, and only this little girl, stripped and wetter than wet. Not just from her flooded cunt, but from the splashing. ”“When Nancy came over to visit last night I’ll bet I know what you guys were doing up in your room, too.”Nancy and I had inspected her freckles. All of them. “So?”“So, tell me about Heather. What did her boobs feel like?”Boobs. Right. Like yesterday afternoon when I was reading and Sam came up beside me and leaned over to see my book and her blouse fell open a little. I’d turned my head in a totally hypocritical effort to pretend I wasn’t looking down her front and my lips met hers in a kiss. For a few moments, the women stood there admiring the Lurker’s package. The smell of its arousal was beginning to fill the air like clouds of perfume. The scent of his cock and more importantly his excitement was beginning to flood the nostrils of the women. Each of them could feel the room filling with lust and horniness as their pussies began to answer back by releasing their scents and their nipples started to harden. “Are you starting to feel horny Liz?” Francine asked as she removed her.