Curious, I spread out my hands to see how close the head of my cock was from my lips; it was a disappointing twelve inches or more. I bent harder and ...arder, but never got closer than about ten inches. I pushed my head down with my hands and got only another inch or so closer; changing the angle at which I sat only gained another inch or so over that. Frustrated, I thought hard and looked around my room. Perhaps if I used my weight to my advantage, I thought, and lay down on the floor. I. Wonderful cleavage. Oh I just want to rub my face in it with my tongue out cleavage. I was just putzing around the house. Picking things up, putting the dishes in the washer, cleaning the counters and she was just following me around , chatting away. She told me about how she had crushes on teachers. Her first one being when she was 13. He had been a guy in his 40s, but he was hot and she would just rest her head in her chin and stare at him while he lectured his class. Then, she told me about. I am sorry. I didn’t mean to…” He cut me off. He grabbed my top and ripped it off with one swift motion. He tore off my bra. In what seemed like a matter of seconds, he had me completely naked. He picked up his pants from the floor and removed the belt. Before I could fully understand what he was about to do, he had me on my stomach. “No, please!” I pleaded but he did not listen as I felt the sting of the belt on my ass. “Ow!” I screamed. “Who is laughing now?” He taunted as he whipped me a. I looked down. To my shock, it was the man sitting on my right. He had his hand running up and down my thigh and the other hand seemed to be moving rhythmically. As my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I realized it was his erect dick in his hand. Indeed he and his partner were masturbating looking at me. I looked away from the two men to see the man to my left watching intently. He seemed to be some kind of a voyeur. I felt a relief as the hands on my breasts moved down slightly. But they came.