But..how can I...why should I...?? I am angry that I have left myself so open...like a book...to be used...I can feel the tears on my eyelashes...then...rolling down my cheek..like the rain on the window pane..I roughly wipe that away...biting down on my lip...I feel I have drawn blood...but do I care...I just feel anger...dislike...I close my eyes....and have the vision of him..so clear..burned into my brain..Last night...him standing behind me..his strong arms around me...cupping my. We got pretty drunk but had a great time. My sister and I were very lovey dovey throuout the night. Eventually we got back home and both my neice and my sister's mom were sleeping. We quietly snuck into the room we were sharing and quietly and the remainder of a half eaten burger. When we were done I whipered to my sister that i was gonna go to the bathroom to change. She feircly sai no. She said she didn't wanna wake up her mother. said we could chnage in the room and we could just cover. The woman reached in through the window and rubbed her fingers on my cum covered pantyhose and scooping some up she began rubbing it on her pussy as she frigged herself. She was rubbing faster too and as I watched her rubbing her pussy I reached down and scooped up my own cum on my fingers and sucked it into my mouth. My cock began to stiffen again and the woman noticed. She asked if I could wank it again for her as she was near to cumming and loved the sight of me stroking my cock in the. "Squeeze my nips," I said. He dutifully, again, did as I asked. I saw someone else moving down towards us and soon I had another dick in my mouth. "You're a fucking slut," he said with a Middle Eastern accent. "Suck my cock." Now I was full, full of strange cocks that were bringing me to yet another climax. My third of the night was just as powerful as the first two and youngies dick was slipping and slopping nicely in my cunt. Now I had three men, Sandra had three and Italian was.