Nobody had ever kissed and licked her breasts the way he was doing it, and her breasts had always been so sensitive! Her hands pulled at him, then rak...d the sheets. Her body twisted and turned, her back arched, and her legs flailed as feelings more fierce than any she’d ever experienced suffused her. ‘Tommy! Oh, God! Oh, God! Wah! Tommy! Tommy! Tommy!’ she shrieked. Her body felt as if it were exploding when one of the most powerful orgasms she ever experienced boomed through her. Tommy was. I kept massaging her tits and pinching & rolling her hard nipples & I could feel her hands searching up my shirt and gently, softly caressing my torso, up and down, up and down. For five minutes we stayed making-out, feeling each other up, getting heated now and impassioned. I heard little cries and whimpers coming from her and I realized she probably started getting wet and moist down there. I slipped my left-hand down into her low-slung hip jeans, while still massaging and pinching her teat. His stern brown eyes watched me as I was grinding on his dick.Meanwhile the other men encouraged him. ‘‘Yeah, take him,’’ said Marcel while he was heavily jerking. They all were. Eager to be the next one to go in.Suddenly, I got hit by a feeling of discomfort. As if an epiphany struck me and told me I was wrong. Letting myself be used like this by multiple men. What had I turned into? A whore, that’s what. An object that merely existed for the pleasuring of cocks. Flashes of my recent history. Mom called her Dr. and delicately put it to her this way.Telling her she had a boyfriend who had a pee and poop fetish and wondered if this was dangerous.The Dr. was a very open minded lesbian and not ar all put off by the question.She told Mom if your healthy and in moderation it shouldnt be an issue.She said your boyfriend cant consume every bowel movement every day but a dozen turds or so a week should be OK if he feels ill just stop for awhile.Mom hung up the phone and broke the good.