>>> Let me tell you about some of the games the jocks play with me. I am blindfolded and I have to lick the heads of the cocks of about ten or twelve ...ocks. I have to identify the jock by the taste of his dickhead. If I get it wrong, they beat my scrotum with rulers until my balls are swollen the size of softballs. How the fuck can I tell whose dick it is by just licking the dickhead? It's impossible. But they don't care. I mean some of the dicks taste like soap, others like sweat, others like. Some brutal marks of spanking. Both male were riding on her sweaty body and she was crying in paining. Both male cum inside her assets satisfying their lust.She was in fear and was crying on that night after that session. She was again controlled by Sultan by means of his loving words. Both slept together till next morning.On next day when she wake up she found that Sultan was nowhere and then she started to look for him. But before she could left that room a lady came and stop her. Manasi. "I don't know, I think some ecstasy then I'm not sure what else after that. He had me drinking stuff, then smoking stuff, and I think he even had me snorting stuff. It was all kind of blurry after that." And then after that? Do you remember anything else?" Yeah, they started having sex with me, everybody at Carl's, then they took me with them." With who? Sam?" Yeah. I remember being in the back of a van, or truck or something. Then guys were having sex with me. It was all kind of blurry, but it. When we broke our long kiss, Gerry whispered in my ear that he was so happy we were here and would like a chance to get to know us better. We made our way to bar that was set up in the kitchen. The guys made us drinks while me and the other girls surveyed the crowd. The lights were still on bright, several couples were chatting around the room, all very sexily dressed. I leaned into to Stacy and commented to her that there were a lot of younger couples with hot guys I planned on kissing and.