Seeing these guys, made me feel like nothing more than a piece of furniture, nothing more than a sleeve for their cocks, which is exactly what I am. T...ey would walk up behind me, pull out their cocks and fuck away. Some of them were gentle, for lack of a better term, slowly pushing inside of me, gaining their momentum then moving to my face to finish off then squirt in the pitcher. Others were not so gentle, as soon as the guy before them pulled out and moved to fuck my face, they just plowed. It took several trips for me to collect everything, they were all sitting on the floor and I had to bend over to get themThen I returned with nibbles and new drinks, by this time I had warmed to the occasion and was enjoying the attention, some of these guys I had known for years and now they were getting their first look at my bare boobs and pussy, I stretched my legs wide as I stepped through and over the guys, I was getting wetter and wetter. After, after serving everyone I sat down crossed. As I do I notice something under the magazine on the table. It appears to be a photo, I pull the bottom of it and as it comes from below the magazine it is revealing a lady in a black work business dress suit. With her hair tied up and glasses on. It takes my brain a while to realise that it is a picture of you. I didn’t recognise you dressed this way. The black jacket undone and your lush breasts are straining the material of your blouse, which is half undone to reveal your cleavage. As I look. Then again, most of the ladies were pregnant, and pretty far along, some had recently given birth, but the babies were in the nursery and there were baby monitors that let the parents know the status of said children. What shocked me the most was the way that Ruth in particular paid attention to me, even though she was a recent mother and kept one ear out for the baby monitor. If I didn’t know better, I would say that she had been assigned to me in some capacity.The last shock came when Cam.