I was really horny and couldn’t control myself.I begged him to fuck me faster. But he didn’t. He was slow. But then he slapped my boobs and was li...e shut up slut. My eyes were in tears but I loved the pain. He slowly increased the speed and continued to slap my boobs a lot. By this time my boobs became red in color. And like a slut i begged for more. The influence of alcohol made my thirst for cocks even more. He started to pound me harder. Thrust me faster and I was almost about to cum. But he. He was enjoying the moment holding my hair tight behind my head. I was sucking him hard now, pushing the 6 inch tool as much as possible, and now it was pulsating in my mouth, with little drops of pre-cum trickling inside. He took his t-shirt off and was now completely naked in front of me, getting his cock sucked.As I finished the blowjob, he picked me up placing me on the wooden desk, and took my t-shirt off. He slowly made me lie flat on the table, as he bent down kissing my cleavage and. He ordered a platter, got chips, dip, pretzels, a quarter keg of beer, whiskey, bourbon, scotch, and all sorts of other items. And of course he had Cheryl. She was to be premier entertainment of the evening. He had it all planned. They’d play cards, drink, have a good time and sometime during the evening Cheryl would crawl under the table and suck each one of them off. All of them except Martin, she was warned not touch Martin. The guys all showed up between 7:00 and 7:30. Turner had Cheryl. For hours it seemed these b**st attack me at their will, getting there jollies in filling my anus and mouth with their various amounts of fuck juices. My face was caked with the dried substance and my anal cavity leaked copious amounts of their fluids causing them to pool on the floor under me. I don't know how many times my anus was invaded and flooded or how much come I had swallowed. I feared that I was not going to survive the out come and if I did I knew I would no longer be the same. .