He was uncut and allowed me to reach behind Marty and stroke his cock with Marty between us. His lover joined in the play and we began stroking each o...her in the shower. He and his lover were both Dutch, in their late thirties, muscular and without body hair except on their head. Their English was broken but that mattered not. I was interested in their uncut cocks. It was decided somehow, we would head for Marty's room where we would get this ball rolling.Once upstairs, we were all over each. Since I was allowed some coke, I went ahead and snorted some from this tiny spoon that was in our bag. That relaxed me and made me eager to be picked. We went outside and sat with the other two. 3 men came in before one picked me. He was a rather thin black man. As we got to the room, he stripped and I saw my first black cock. I was surprised that his cock was no longer than Stoner’s. He lifted my thin clothes and examined my ass. “Take it off.”“That would cost $50.” Then I remembered, “Are you. I may have only been fifteen years old at the time but even I knew better than to do something like that.Mom said that she could take care of Stormy so we got to take her home. Mom had to cut the arms off a couple of dad’s shirts so that she could slip them over Stormy’s casts. I couldn’t help but laugh when mom tried to feed Stormy and spilled some food on her tit. Then mom had to wash her up and take her to the bathroom.Together they got through Friday evening and even all day Saturday but. Her juices continued to leak, and the wet gusset now jammed between her lips couldn’t be leaving much to his imagination! Now once more she became aware that a pause had been reached; nothing was happening now, not a word was spoken, and no movement was heard. The room seemed eerily silent. Maybe it was her turn now, would she or wouldn’t she? It seemed an age ago that she had boldly acknowledged that she understood the house rules; she wasn’t afraid of any punishment that she might.