Thirty.Thirty-six.Forty-one.Forty-three.Forty-seven.Damn. Are there four or five people there?Shit. Which was the last window I counted?Wow! Two more...people have joined my original woman.The excitement of the size of the crowd that is looking at me has, unfortunately, has a side effect. My breathing has grown shallow and rapid. My face is flushing. Worse, my cock is beginning to thicken.Oh shit! If I get hard they will know that I am doing this on purpose. That what they are seeing is not. His fluids were thin and unformed as they shot into my mouth, it was as he gave a loud cry of pleasure that I had come back to my senses. Jim had been surprised and delighted by what I had done to him, not that he'd had much choice in the matter; in a way I had felt excited by it too, but after he had cum I felt nothing but guilt at my actions and that guilt stayed with me for many months. Apart from that one night I never did anything like that again. It was as though for one brief moment I. She was warming up fast and before she came Kevin stopped her .He then told to stick a finger in her pussy. She rubbed her finger on her pussy to get it wet. Then she pushed it down towards the hole and started to push it in. She worked her finger in part way then pulled most of out, then push in even more than before. Finally after strokes she had all of it in her pussy and was wiggling it around. Kevin told her to take it out and to stick in her mouth. She did stuff it her mouth and wrapped. "I'm sleeping in the guest room," she smiled. "Tomorrow's for me and the girls, so tonight's for you. And one more thing, the girls in there don't know the word 'no.'"I was unable to control the grin spreading across my face."In fact," Karen said, "all they know is 'Yes, Master.' Now, wait until I'm back downstairs before you knock on the door."Ten seconds later (alright, eight), I heard two oddly familiar voices cry out "Yes, Master" in response to my knock.I opened the door and found myself.