‘Aren’t you supposed to show some mercy at Christmas?’ Julie laughed a little. ‘It says ‘Peace on earth to men of good will’, not to every...ne.’ He sighed again. ‘Just get on with it,’ he told her. She sat forward, contemplated something for a minute, and then stood up. ‘You know,’ she said as she crossed the room to him, ‘we never spend any quality time together anymore.’ If he hadn’t felt like retching he might have laughed. Julie stood before him and held out her hand. ‘You know the routine,’. Soon I was starting to feeling some odd behavior of my body as it started to sweat heavily and my body was on fire as I wanted someone to rub it and to touch my genitals, soon the feelings of touch were overtaken by urge for some really hard sex and a lot of fucking.I could hear someone on the door as the doorbell rang, after sometime the moans and other sounds again started and this time they were in an unending way. Soon the door opened and it was my mom who popped her head inside the room to. “Tommy, you have the gentlest touch. Suck them, baby!”I took her left breast in both hands and gently squeezed it so that the nipple pointed up. I ran my tongue around the aureole, and watched it get even tighter. I flicked the nipple with my tongue and was rewarded with a giggle from Loren. I took my time and licked and suckled her nipple as I kneaded her breast. Loren kept her arms around my neck urging me on.After I’d done the left breast for a while, I switched to the right. I had Loren. When the men are through, I am left on the bed, tied to the corners, unable to move. I lay there in the wet spunky sheets, used and tired but feeling amazing. During the course of the evening, each of the men returns randomly to fuck me again. And again. I lose count of the number of times I’m used, but it exceeds a half dozen per man. Between each, I am left there, alone, to contemplate my worth, and with each fuck I am given the incredible combination of pain and pleasure building in my.