Like the first kiss I ever had, I’m drunk from it, but unlike that kiss, which felt good because of the promise of what it would lead to next, this ...ne feels different. This kiss feels like sex itself.When we finally come up for air, we don’t lose a second. We tear at each other’s clothes; he loses a button and I hear the seams of my t-shirt ripping.“What about you, huh? He murmurs, “You scared of what I’m going to do to you now?”I can’t speak, I don’t trust my voice, fear twists my insides and. She glanced tearfully at her mother, seeing her taking the two cocks with obvious pleasure. She felt very ashamed as her cunt lifted to the boy’s cock, but she knew it was useless to try and fight the sudden sensations inside herself. She couldn’t deny the pleasure she was beginning to feel now. To have a cock inside her cunt, the cock of a boy who had seen her leading the cheers at a football game, a boy she had never seen, fucking her, suddenly became exciting.The final boy stood above her. We wound down the corridors until we reached my room and the server lifted my necklace to open my door. We thanked him for his assistance as we passed him and, once inside my room, we sat down at the table on the far side of the room. We ate in relative silence. Amenthia had mostly fruits and vegetables on her plate with the occasional piece of meat. After twenty minutes, I finished my food and returned to the hall for another plate while she returned her empty one and we made our way back to. It was then that she felt his presence behind her, that she realized her mistake in trusting the monster in the room, and that she fell forward onto the carpet with her pants finally being removed fully. She struggled of course, even thought of screaming before a hand clamped over her face, all day she had been passed around so why be surprised that it was happening now? She felt more than heard him unzip and release a throbbing cock which immediately buried itself between her ass cheeks, he.