The blond k** stepped in and grabbed my shoulders and pushed me onto the toilet. The second k** who was Polynesian I guessed grabbed my legs and pulle... my shorts off. I screamed at them to piss off. The first k** put a hand over my mouth and another around my neck and told me to be very quiet, or he would hurt me. I was shaking now and the tears started to flow.The k** then slapped me several times and told me to stop whimpering. I could not, and he then slapped me so hard my lip started to. He’s got me and it feels so nice. One hand is on my breast and I’m shaking like a bowl full of jelly. The other hand is right there! I’m quivering, I’m cumming! Oh! It’s so nice and my knees are weak. How did I get here on the bed? With him? Ribbon and a tiny candy cane around his cock? I can see it. But, my wrists are wrapped with something, and I can’t bring my arms down. They’re fuzzy and what is he doing now? He’s down there again? Oh, and that beard tickles, but his lips and tongue are so. I followed him to his apartment and he led me straight to the bedroom. I hadn't been in his apartment two minutes and I was kneeling on the floor in from of him sucking his cock. He tried to pull me up and get me on the bed, but I wouldn't let him."I want to get the quick one out of the way and then we will move to the bed."I licked, sucked and played with his balls and was rewarded with several spurts of his cum and then we got up on the bed and he moved into a sixty-nine over me. As he dove. More specifically, my tits. I looked down to see my nipples poking through the material, causing little bumps. Oh well, it’s not like he could actually see my tits. I mentally shrugged and closed my eyes. “Arrgh, fuck,” I moaned after a while of not being able to relax and doze off. “What?” Tyler asked from where he was swimming laps in the water. “I can’t fuckin’ relax, it’s too hot,” I sighed, once again closing my eyes. “Hold on, I’ll go get you a drink or something to cool you down,” Tyler.