Tell me how wet you are”. Serena slid two fingers into her pussy and brought them, glistening, up to her mouth. She let his cock slip from her lip... and started to lick her fingers as though she had found another hard cock to play with. Phil watched her as she performed the lewd “blowjob” on her own fingers, licking and nibbling then plunging her mouth over them and sucking her own juices. Immediately he felt his cock start to twitch. This girl really was something else. “Does that taste good,. Each young man would enter me and fuck me until I could recognize his cock. I would incur three strokes, if I couldn't identify him. Then I would have a second chance to identify him with my mouth. I would suck his cock until I recognized him. If I was unable to do this, then I would incur another three strokes. The young man would then get to spank me for not remembering the feel or taste of his cock. My clit pulsed as he explained the rules.Soon I was hefted up and carried to my first cock.. I sidled left and backwards into the photocopy room, the two guys following like puppies on a very short leash.Sex in the photocopy room, well I’d have called it a porn fantasy myth until it happened to me. Oh, there is a hard copy of my arse printed out of the machine, but wait for it.It was speed sex. God the door wasn’t even closed. We were in the alcove by the shredding machine. Quite apt actually. They literally shredded my dress, bra and panties off me, like roughly peeling a banana.. My relationship with Jack was, from the beginning, an open and honest one. It was about more than just sex, but I must admit, the sex sure was hot. I could tell him anything, and he could do the same. Whether it was him letting me know just how he liked his cock sucked, or me admitting that I liked a little spanking and light bondage, the honesty really made our sex life great. The one thing I could never tell him, was about my fantasy of getting drugged and raped. I don’t know why- maybe I was.