Breathe!I hurled myself upwards in bed, yanking in deep lungs full of air through my mouth. My sinuses and head felt twenty pounds heavier and pain wa... thundering through my skull. Strings of numbers raced through my consciousness, pushing away all attempts at rational thought. I clung to them, desperate for something familiar and stable. Sequences, formulae, bits of order in a sea of chaos.Still half asleep, I was instinctively pushing and slapping at Finn’s shoulder.His arm closed around me,. I could hear laughing, as well as stumbling, or misplaced footsteps approaching.Normally i'd have been flooded with panic, and scrambling to find my clothing...Not today. Today, i would release the frustrated creature so mercilessly lockedaway for so long, in the furthest corners of my mind. i shifted onto my side, so as to profile the curves of my hips, as the sun cascaded it's flowing glow across my naked, almond/cocoa cheeks. Whether a single wanderer, or a group of sex starved, bikers, they. ‘Yeah, right,’ he gasped, throwing two more inches of his prick into her.‘No more… can’t take much more,’ the woman panted.‘You’re real tight, baby, but you’re stretchin’ out just fine,’ Brad moaned, bending over and sucking on her throat.‘No, no, it’s so… oh God! Please, please, don’t…’Barbara felt Brad tucking his ass under. She gasped as his hot, low-hanging balls swung up and slapped. "You fuckin' white whore" he said as he slapped his cock against my face "You like that whore?' he said "You like your face slapped?" he asked as he continued to slap me' "You're a fuckin' white whore" he said as he looked down at me and now began to really fuck my mouth hard with deep thrusts into my mouth, holding firmly onto my hair as he fucked my mouth like a cunt. "Fuckin' whore" he said "What are you?" he asked and repeated it again when he stopped and took his cock out of my mouth,.