She dressed quickly as did I, we had about two hours or so before my parents were expected home, and then another hour and a half before Glynda was du.... Her hand was in my lap as we drove home, she was softly stroking it, ‘so it was ready’. She complained almost when I insisted on getting my camera, stroking me from behind as I knelt in the side door to retrieve it. I hoped my parents hadn’t come home early and were witness to her insatiable appetite. Inside she held my hand as she pulled me. I made sure they saw that I had no underwear on and no bra and they were all enjoying the show I was putting on. They again ordered me another drink and now I was feeling very good and a little tipsy, as well as horny. They knew that now I was getting a bit drunk so they moved us to another table and we were now sitting in a booth near the back of the night club where it was dimly lit and I was in the middle of them when one put his arm around my shoulders and pulled me close to him while. All through the drive to the frat house Steve was silent, even when they got inside he didn’t say a word until he’d got them their drinks. Amy could see some of his friends whispering and looking her up and down, when Steve came back she could see he was furious, ‘what made you dress like that?’ he demanded.Amy’s reply seemed to make him madder, ‘you said the girl had to dress in something sexy, this was the only one that was left that I liked’ with that Steve got worse, several times Amy. Taking my hair in His hand, He pulls it hard, forcing my head up. my mouth is open and He puts your cock to my lips. holding my by my hair, He thrusts in and out of my mouth, matching the forceful strokes in my ass and cunt! "such a good girl. such a wonderful whore" He slaps my face, never missing a stroke. the feel of His hand on my cheek only makes my lust for Him stronger. i am filled in every orifice, stretched beyond belief and yet i want Him deeper in my throat! i want to taste His cum.