Some on my face. Some all over my pert breasts. Some in my hair and some just everywhere all over me. They all fucked me really hard and my throat fe...t like it had been abused by cocks. My lips and mouth hurt from all the stretching and lack of saliva. There was spit all down my chin and on my breasts. My lip stick smeared over my lips and face. I must have looked a mess. After the last guy in the queue, (number 12 I think I lost count) had finished with me and given me a face full of sticky. Travis was already in, and remarkably enough, his cock never even hinted at relaxing. It stood outstretched and rock hard as he stood in the tub. Shari fell into him and wrapped an arm around him as they kissed deeply. With her other hand she grabbed his cock and stroked wildly. "Your cock is so, so, I can't find the words... strong!" And she gazed at it in her hand, like the happiest slut alive. He kissed her again, as he did he sat her back on the ledge. Shari reflexivly opened her long, firm. Instantly I feel my body tense for orgasm and you must too because you stop.“Don’t cum yet,” You say in a cold tone.I give a whine which earns me another slap on the ass. Then you began to thrust into me hard and fast. I try to think of other things and breathe deeply so I don’t cum. Finally all the months of teasing on the net, the teasing from your tongue and all the years come crashing down as I explode. You ride it out and once I am finished, you pull out of me and slap my ass once. She had to tell them the truth she thought. But would they believe her or would they accuse her and did she want to go through those kinds of accusations. She finished dressing in the dirty and cum stained dress and climbed into the car. Darrell took off like a bat out of hell. They drove in silence for the fifteen minutes to get to Karen’s home. Karen continued to debate in her thoughts whether or not to tell her parents. She didn’t think she could stand the accusations she knew would.