Give me all of it!" moaned Jennifer, as she felt my grip tighten and my thrusts get more urgent. She reached down to stroke herself as she gave sharp ...ries with each thrust. Finally, I exploded into her, pulling her hips to me to get myself as deep as I could go, feeling spurt after spurt of sperm flood into Jennifer's womb. Jennifer came as well with a loud cry, hips bucking, her vagina clamping down on my penis, milking my sperm into her. I felt Julie massaging my balls, working any. He then tied ropes around my wrists and ankles, which he then tied to the table legs, and he blindfolded me. Twelve guys were invited to the party, not counting Steve and Mark. They were told to arrive by five thirty, as Steve was supposed to come over at six o’clock for what he thought was just going to be a birthday blowjob.As the guests started to arrive, Mark explained that I was there for their pleasure, and they could do anything to me they liked, anytime they wanted throughout the. I've heard women talking about this, but I have neveractually seen how this was done. After Sara put some of the lightener inshe wrapped parts of my hair in what can only be described as aluminumfoil. I think as a guy I might have detested all of the smells, but Iguess women can stand a bit more of it.When she completed the highlighting I was moved over to the hair dryer.A bonnet was put over my hair as the dryer was then pulled on to myhead. While I sat under there, a nail stylist came over. I bucked my hips, but he just laughed some more. "Love it when youfight."When he reached for his belt buckle. When he opened his flies and pusheddown his trousers I saw what he'd got in mind for me. For all that myskin was burning, that my lungs were desperately heaving for oxygen, abucket of ice sluiced over me."No you don't." Yes I do," he growled, face twisted as he relentlessly pushed my thighswide apart."I do not consent to this!" Shit on your consent!" I do not consent to this," I yelled.