With my black hair barely covering my ears, hazel eyes, and pale white skin I never really thought of myself as more than cute. I had no interest in ...rying to attracted anyone so I dressed modestly, not that my body didn't still stand out. Regardless I had no interest in dating as I had never really found guys attractive. I will admit I was masturbating almost nightly at the time, but instead of a specific person I focused on how it made me feel. This was just the way I was, nothing strange. She was letting out slow moans, while I proceeded to suck her succulent and juicy tongue.Freya was gasping for breath and so was I. Slowly, I moved down to her neck and started kissing her and sucking her making slurpy sounds. She was enjoying it like a baby. I was relishing her hot body. I planted deep kisses on her neck and collarbone area, while I was squeezing her boobs with one hand and rubbing her thighs with my other hand. Slowly, I lifted her right leg, pinched her knee and thrust my. And then the same thing happened again and again, with men masturbating and finally cumming on her hair until there was a sticky mess of cum tangled into it. Marie had loved it when men had cum on her face or in her mouth, but this was a humiliation that she could never have imagined. She was not able to interact with the men, her mouth was not the one which helped them to cum, she was just an object, and not even an object of desire because the men could only see her hair which covered her. Her throat tightened around Mark's cock. She heard him yell "oh shit" as she felt river after river running down her throat. Barry managed to pull his dick out in time for the last thick sticky stream to drench her face."Damn girl, I didn't know you were a squirter." said Barry as he looked at the pool now sitting under her. She had collapsed with her ass still in the air. She was exhausted, but still horny. It took her a second to realize that Reginald was snapping picture of her with her own.