. what the fuck... Who are you? David, what... who ARE these guys? What the fuck?" She looked around the room. So did I. I saw there were now five...guys standing in the light in front of her, two more guys standing at a small bar in the back of the room, watching, two standing behind the couch and one sitting in chair by the wall. Several more had gathered in the doorway. David, Lindsay and I were the only caucasians in the room. Everyone in the room had their eyes on the sexy white girl.. She'd never been in a situation like this, with strangers, with Dan, who she liked as a mate, but had never thought of sexually before. And yet here he was - if she'd gauged the sounds right - now kneeling and rubbing his cock, inches away from her head, with long slow strokes, each punctuated by a soft grunt. And they wanted her to join in? Hell of a trust game!She couldn't do it. She wasn't naturally prudish, but she didn't know any of these people... She brushed the heel of her hand across. Dad looked at me and asked, “Is this the guy that beat on Jenny?”Still rubbing my jaw where Derrick punched me, I answered, “Yes, it is.”Dad lowered the pistol and pulled the trigger, “Oops, sorry about that, guess I forgot to put the safety on.”Derrick howled and whined, “You shot me, you hick town asshole. I am going to sue your ass.”“You will need a police report to do that, and what are you going to say, ‘I was trespassing, assaulted his son, and threatened his houseguest?’ By the way, the. She giggled crazily as she clambered up me for a kiss and I tasted mygooey cum as her tongue swirled around forcing mine back into my mouth.This wasn't going the way I had planned, I had hoped to make it aromantic evening building slowly to me fucking her. Now she had meprone on the sofa her hard sticky cock wrestling with my own as thekiss deepened shit she pushed my legs apart and before I could stopher, she was probing at my squirming arsehole."Don't be a bitch," she moaned into my mouth..