To make matters worse the ones just leaving my ass shoved their cocks into my mouth and fucked me more. I'd never, of course deep throated anyone, but...I did that night. Over and over again. I don't know when I started to feel myself cuming, but soon my climaxes must have matched theirs because I was coming all the time.In time I missed it when one of my holes was not filled and I hated myself for feeling that way. But never the less I longed to have all my holes filled at once.Rape! I know it. A sexy mature walked in, sat next to me, we eyed each other up and shared a kiss. My cock was throbbin with bi needs.He stroked me a while, took me in his mouth and used his years of experience to please my desires.He stopped kissed me then stood upright, his hard cock at mouth level, How could I say no!!!!!his moans become laouder and I sensed he was close. But then he pulled out. 'oh no he says I keeping it for the big room'big room?I left our small cubicle and walked around, a few more guys. It made her get butterflies. A few seconds later, his mouth was on hers, hard, his pent up passion and frustration all coming out in his fervent kiss. His tongue tasted her lips, her mouth. 'Oh god, I'm going to drown.' 'Oh no, you're not, savor this moment, child,' her inner goddess spoke to her, softly, soothingly. Her tongue tasted his, stroking, joining together in a slow, erotic dance of sorts that was all about sensation, feeling. Pulling her to him, he pulled back just a little bit to. You can call me Verdant, Grassy or even Leafy.”“No dear, I can’t. I don’t call you Red because of your long red hair.” Mom paused, debating whether to share a huge secret or not. She chose to share just enough. “It’s about time you knew. Your dad, expecting a boy, named you Redmond before I woke after giving birth. I hated it, so I just called you Red for short. Is that better?”Red’s shoulders drooped as did her chin. “That’s one reason he’s not here any longer. Now scoot! Get to his mama’s.