I knew he’d probably be slightly the worse for wear and of no damn use to me. My mind wandered a little, thinking of sex. My hand wandered a little,...too.I was shocked back to reality when I heard the taxi door slam shut and heard him fumbling with his keys in the front door. Sure enough, he was a little drunk. He came into the lounge and staggered about saying he wasn’t drunk, just very tired. I think I’ll get to bed, he mumbled. Me too and I followed him into the bedroom. It was comical. I thought for a bit, felt a little strange about hanging with them, they looked so... horny! but then again so was i so i said, ok, i'll sit with you guys for a while, sure why not. i'll be right back though ok? i have to use the ladies room. we'll be right here waiting for you olivia pier said then he winked at me. i smiled and went to the bathroom, and even though i didn't wink back he could see how hard my nipples were, how i had the look of someone ready for sex.i sat down on the toilet and. ’ ‘Oh.’ Now I really started blushing. ‘I see what you mean.’ She laughed. ‘I am just teasing. You really do look hot—as in, hot-and-sexy.’ I giggled. ‘Well… thank you very much… Tease.’ ‘Actually, not far off. Teresa.’ ‘Ah. I am Anya. Nice to meet you, Teresa.’ We chatted away for a little while—giggling at the boys and their flat footed approach to chatting up girls, the terrible state of popular music, this and that. Then, apropos of nothing, Teresa said, ‘I want you.’ ‘Pardon?’ ‘You heard.. The gorgeous white woman found herself on her hands and knees as cocks were thrust into her at both ends. The youth in her cunt was especially rough, hammering into her as hard as he could with long savage thrusts, each one pushing the cock in her mouth further down into her throat. While they pounded into her hands reach down and grabbed her breasts, squeezing them firmly and tweaking her nipples. The youth behind her soon finished with her and was replaced by another teenager who was equally.