I barely had my mouth open when she shoved her finger inside. I taste nothing but the slight saltiness of skin, and wonder if the ?dirt? was a ruse: a...mere excuse to further humiliate me and assert her feminine superiority.. ?Suck that finger like a cock,? Delilah orders. ?Give it your best sissy blowjob, slave.?I softly lick from her palm to her fingernail, curling my tongue as I travel from the nail to the palm and then back again. Fluttering my tongue on her fingertip, I lick in a fast. "I am. I like corny and sweet."The first act ended and the house lights went up. "Need to stretch or use the facilities?" he asked."I'm good." How do you like the play so far?" I'm having a good time. I wouldn't have thought of something like this by myself." The setting is so minimal -- I think that's why this play is popular among small community groups like this." He pulled his Blackberry from his pocket. "The play is moving right along. Maybe we should stop at that coffee shop for a round. "Thank you, baby. It was amazing." I gasped,"For me, too, honey. I love to fucking your tight sloppy hole." He said. I grabbed his thick meat, gave him a few gentle twists and then we showered together."As good as it was we have to hurry. Sarah's train is about to arrive. You had to fuck me right now, when we are late?" I emphasized him jokingly."Yes I must had to. I know you well enough to know, if she's going to be here, you won't want to had sex with me anymore because 'what if she hears. Out the way boys, its our turn now, a big burly builder said as he pulled Marcus out of the cubical and moved towards me. No, wait! I tried to say but the builder grabbed me and pulled me towards him. He was fat and bald and his mates laughed as I struggled. Dave and Marcus were soon pushed out of the way and I found myself in the middle of a group of men, smelling of beer and stale sweat. Hands were all over me and my clothes, already in disarray were now simply pulled off of me until I was.