I stared wide eyed at it for a second and the three of them started to laugh at me. Friend 1 then said I was gonna suck him. I laughed at first but he...was serious. I tried to fight free but friend 2 and 3 were holding me tight. I then started to curse at them. They just laughed and Friend 1 started to rub it all over my face and tried to get it in my mouth. But I kept turning my face away. They just kept laughing and I think I might have started to cry. Then suddenly I felt him hit me hard. "It was nice of you to get everyone here to welcome John back, Heath." You stupid bitch," Boardman hissed as he grabbed Tracey with his good hand. "I'm gonna beat you to a pulp and pass you around to all my friends." You have friends. Why, Heath, I had no idea," Tracey said still smiling. The crowd had completely encircled us. There was no where to go."You'll find out exactly how many friends I have after I've fucked you black and blue, bitch!"Tracey turned and faced Heath. Tracey was only a. She looked up at him, hesitant, and he glared back at her. She wrapped her hand around his shaft and began to stroke. His cock was warm and hard in her hand, so thick she couldn’t wrap her hand around it. It worried her. She wasn’t used to anything like this. She wrapped a second hand around him and began to pump back and forth. Once she found a good rhythm, she began pumping faster and faster. She looked up at him again. His eyes were closed and his mouth was a bare slit, soft moans escaping. What is relevant is that the next fifteen people in line were all young women, all quite attractive, and all asking questions that became more and more personal as I moved through the line. The last few women spoke with decidedly French accents, and when I responded to them in their native language without missing a step, they blushed with embarrassment. I excused myself from the line, then, claiming a prior engagement and hurried off to the shelter of the conference manager's office.Once.