I’m 18, and in my life I’ve fucked tall guys, small guys, whites, darks and black guys, all types of cocks and balls, so basically that makes me j...st a horny guy looking for sex.I study Natural Sciences at my university, and I live in an apartment with two guys I met in a summer Math course, Mark and John. Mark was fair skinned, a pretty boy, kind of hairy, short, with an excellent pair of legs I enjoy looking at, every time he is not looking at me. And John is dark light skinned, tall, skinny. After one man shothis load the mistress pointed to the next one she wanted me to service.It went on and on and on. New ones reappeared moments after I hadsatisfied everyone. I lost track of time and by the end of it I felt likeI had been sprayed with the jism of half the men in London. My blouse hadcum stains on it and it was dried in my blonde hair. My jaw grew sore andmy chin was covered in flaky white bits of dried cum. Mommy's eyes burnedwith desire as she watched me degrade myself, whilst. It was about twelve inches now and even with his mouth unnaturally wide Brock barely fit it in it was so fat.After about 4 inches it reached Brock's gag reflex. He retched a little and Winston held his dick there for a moment. Then he gripped the back of Brock's head and pushed hard. The huge cock tore into his throat. Brock's eyes rolled into his head as he felt his throat cartilage cracking to accommodate Winston's monster.'Look at that bitch's throat bulge,' Daquan said.Brock was barely. Every effort she made to retreat to a place in her mind to be away from this place failed. Her body couldn’t get away, and her mind couldn’t free her. Nonetheless, Kristen was sure it couldn’t get any worse as the sixth man approached her. God was she was wrong.“That pussies gettin’ sloppy, man,” he said. “Flip that cunt over, ass in the air face down, bros. I gonna take me some brown eye.”Kristen’s eyes got huge as she realized what he meant. “No, oh god, no, please do not do that. Please, I.