..and it was like in slow motion...black heels, not too high, black stockings, skirt just above knee, black blouse..and perfect hair...she sat next to...me,crossed her legs and I could smell her perfect perfume...My friend was talking about something, I had no idea abut what...She asked if we are ready and we both said yes...we went to my car...then my friends cell phone rang...he went to a side and answer...that didn't seem like pleasant talk...apparently something is going on at work and he has. He was hardening. That cock felt huge. With an almighty push he nearly sent me spiralling but clung to my collar. The backward motion coincided with his thrust and the head of his cock popped inside. I yelped but he shouted ‘You fuck. Take another inch.’ And pushed further inisde. ‘Help me’ I yelled. Spitting on his cock was as much as he would assist but with minimal lubrication he pushed harder into me and started to fully ride me.John held onto my hips knowing that I was in. I strayed too near the pool and was pushed in, my supervisor was already in the pool. As I tried to get out, she pulled me back in and grabbed my cock, then proceeded to undress me except for my underwear, placing my clothes on the pool side. She was wearing a bikini, the party was at her apartment complex and she had rented the club house for the evening. She pulled the crotch of her bikini and my briefs aside and straddled me, no one was aware what we were doing. After ten or twelve minutes. I also knew I wasn't allowed to rub my ass.When he was finished he had me pull my panties up and thankfully Iremembered to say, "Thank You Sir."Seven men would control my life and I had to please each of themseparately and as a group. My head ached as I stood in the kitchen infront of the sink only wearing panties, bra, garter belt, stockings, adainty apron hooped over my neck and tied in a bow around my waist. Mytoes a bit arched in my Mary Janes. This was my waiting position. Themen could.