For a few minutes we all sucked and fucked. Samuel pulled out of my mouth just long enough for John to pull my T-shirt off. He reached around and grab...ed my tits hard and pulled me down on his chest. Samuel took his cock off my mouth and positioned behind me. I pulled my legs way back because I thought I was about to get his massive cock up my ass. I begged him: “Easy, baby, your dick is too huge for my ass”. But no. He crammed half of it in my pussy together with John's that was all the way. With the alcohol still in my system and my head still muddled in confusion, I finally fell asleep, but it was an uneasy sleep, fitful and sporadic at best. I was atop my bed, restless and in a sweat, whether from my anxiety at what I had done or from the late July heat wave, I don't know.I suppose that she knocked which is probably what woke me from my troubled sleep. Hearing a noise, I slowly turned my head and gradually focused my eyes. Seeing that image, it was as if I might still be. I felt myself getting excited, and I could feel my panties becoming damp as I looked at this beautiful woman who was sitting so provocatively in front of me. I tried not to stare but could not help it and she caught me in the act. She asked if I saw something I liked, and I said in a rather shy and unsure voice, that I did. She sat closer to me and her hand came from her own lap to rest in mine, and her hand crept up my thigh higher and higher until I could not see it under my dress. I felt her. The thing is that I had so many rejections, direct and indirect, and met so many people behaving oddly around me because of my handicap, that it became a nasty habit of mine to think things would inevitably go wrong.When did I stop believing that someone could be seriously interested in me? I didn't do this on purpose; Life simply conditioned me. I supposed that even people who could use all their senses could feel this way occasionally, but I couldn't help but think being sightless was making.