I did not resist, for fear that I would be beaten. I stretched out my legs as far as I could allow myself, using my fingers to spread the moist lips a...art. I was embarrassed to see that I was soaking, my juices were gushing out and covering my fingers. The men simply stared, undressing themselves while they laughed. My priest had told me that the liquid that came out of my was sinful and if it ever came out, I would have to tell him, he would use his tongue to clean it for me. I am not naive, I. “Mmm, getting thick I see” he said. Giving him a playful hit on the head, I went to the kitchen. In the kitchen, for the first time, I started to see Jamal as more than just a friend. Thinking about his sexy body in his cute work uniform, I felt my pussy moisten. I ran my hands over my nipples and they had gotten hard again. I had to stop, Jamal was just my friend... nothing more. I poured us some more wine and went back to the living room. Jamal had turned on the tv and was sprawled out on. Next she was ordered to moveone hand to her pussy, first to rub it, then to stick a finger inside andfinger fuck herself. She again did as ordered, and with her eyes again closedshe had only the sensations from that or the pain to focus on, giving herhardly a choice. Fingering herself aroused her, and though it added to herhumiliation, she couldn't stop it. Soon she was humping her finger desperately,only trying to intensify this ecstatic feeling that was so much better than thefire in her. She then pushed him back and whispered in his ear. They started walking away and motioned me to follow them. We all walked into the restroom and into a bigger stall. They were all over each other as soon as the door closed. She pushed him against the wall and started undoing his pants. She pulled out his cock and it was over nine inches and rock hard. She started stroking it and got down on her knees. She started slowing kissing and sucking his cock. She was able to get her mouth wrapped around.