She averted her gaze, even with his hand still on her neck. “I live in a prison of false courtesy,” she said. He pushed a second finger into her...pussy beside the first. Both drew back to thrust inside again and curl. “Maybe,” he said, his fingers settling into a steady pump and curl inside her. “What kind of courtesy do you call walking around with a cunt full of strangers’ spunk? I think your mouth must still taste of cocks and cum. And I’m sure you didn’t miss the point that in everything. Mark ran his fingers through my hair as I did so, gently caressing and massaging my scalp as he did so. Within 3 minutes, he gave me warning of his orgasm. I moved back until only the head was in my mouth, and proceeded to jack him off. He gasped, and came into my mouth. I swallowed all that he gave me, knowing that this would be the only taste for me that night. The rest of the men’s offerings would be into rubbers, not my mouth.I checked out the room, placing an extra box of rubbers on the. .. yees show me that beautiful smile... thats it, good girl. Now where were we? Oh yees open your mouth for me sweetheart, as wide as you can, I want to look inside you, show me that beautiful virgin throat of yours” my pussy at this point was soaking wet, I was so full of exitment it hurt. I slowly opened my mouth and stuck out my tounge. It felt awkward so I didn't open it all the way. “come on honey, you can do better then that, I know you can” using his fingers he gently yet forcefully. That incident saw me walk around without underwear, going commando, as they call it. I found it daring, more so if people knew you were in such a state of undress and that night when I went home I decided to come clean with my own daddy and recite the days events to him.He sat open mouthed, shifting uncomfortably, with flashes of anger then love as he reached out and touched my hands clasped on the table top, and still I went into detail of how turned on I was.He reached for me and I got up and.