No! No! No! Ugh, uh, uh, uh ... uh--aiiiiiieeeee!"Do I need to draw you a diagram? Eric had just sheathed his penis up inside my pussy.As Eric began t... slowly thrust inside me and make me his girlfriend too, I came to the realization that no matter what I did, my body was going to service their needs. I hated what they were doing to me, but I felt the same to them as if I were madly in love with each of them. My body was made for this purpose, to give a boy pleasure.It was at that moment I gave. As we stood around the bed, each of us had masturbated our dicks back into a new erection. I started the action as I crawled between the Ellens legs and shoved my cock back into her sloppy pussy, eliciting only a subdued grunt. I was soon driving my rocking hips hard and fast in a frenzied fucking of Bobbys fatigued wife. It was certainly taking longer and my nuts were aching, but I eventually approached my climax. I yelled Ah &hellip, ah &hellip, ah fuck! as my cock exploded, sending fresh. I went straight to the bar and ordered a tequila, and spun on the chair to survey the crowd. The DJ was playing an old song, Hotel Room Service by Pitbull. My head was nodding with the beat as I took my first gulp of the tequila. It burned going down my throat, but I loved the feeling. Once I finished my first drink I stood and headed to the dance floor. The song had switched to Control by Puddle Of Mud, my personal favorite. I moved my ass back and forth and looked over my shoulder to the guys. What of the other dream Effulix?” Linda continued.“Why must I do this? Why must I face this shame, why don’t you pick on someone else?” Effulix plaintively complained.“Effulix, your shame is the worst. You are the most independent and self-sufficient of them all are you not?” Linda asked.“I am, I hate the idea but I dream of it, but in the dream, I feel free, I feel elated and I am laughing. When I wake, I feel someone else is in control of me. I will not have it” - Effulix thumped on the table.