A quick glance in the mirror reflected a real mess. Smeared makeup and cum on my face and in my hair, some on my neck and chest, I looked like such a ...lut.I went to face everyone; I remember thinking that I should have had someone count heads but guessing, there were maybe f******n or sixteen guys there. Three of them were black – one from the night before. I was really in for it; some were hard, some were stroking, a few were sitting on the bed just waiting.I walked over to the table and. I moaned and almost immediately came again, but somehow held on. I wanted to savor this as long as I could! Bill then slid his huge hand down my side and finally under my skirt to my firm ass and wrapped my cheek in his grasp, his fingers searching out my wet cunt from behind. He the shifted his hand to my thigh and then to my wet crotch and slid a huge finger in and out of my wet pussy and began massaging my swollen clit with his thumb. All the while he sucking one breast and biting my nipple. She answered, "I hope there are some more." At this point I reached down in the water and began to rub her pussy. She was very wet, and warm. She shivered a little and squirmed on my lap. She lined my cock up and soon my cock was buried in her hot pussy. She was riding me and I went to town on her incredible tittles. She simply held on for the ride. She was very vocal and let me know when she was cumming in no uncertain terms. I felt her pussy contract on my dick and knew that she was there. I. Once more, her resistance ebbed. He violated her moist, heated slit with the tips of his fingers and her brain reeled. Nancy knew she had to but she couldn’t seem to galvanize her muscles into, action. She felt weak and loose. Yet the saline kind of tension she’d felt of late was now building in her nervous system, demanding release.She whimpered as Barry fingered her tense clitoris, sending sharp, hot impulses racing through her. It was as if she were caught in thick, oozing.