Within minutes, he grabbed a couple fistfuls of hair and pulled my head close while he came down my throat. While he was humming i felt another pair o... hands on my tits, this time from behind. I turned to see the wife riding the guy she had been sucking. I turned to see the remaining guys behind me with their cocks out, stroking. I took out a couple yoga mats and put them on the floor. They stripped my leggings off of me and I stood there naked and sweating. They pushed me down and one went. Master had the slave laying across pillows and folded up cover so that He could have its ass up in the air and it made it easier for Him to spank. Once Master was finished with that He told the slave to put its hands behind its back which of course it did. Then Master tied and bound the hands together and told the slave to spread its legs so that Master could see and inspect His pussy. Then Master started rubbing His fingers along the lips of the pussy. He was sticking His fingers in and. "Naomi, are you ok?" I asked as I sat on the bed. Naomi rolled over and clutched me tightly as she cried.Stroking her hair I asked again and she responded."I miss Kat," she said."Who is Kat?" I asked."Kathleen, the girl I was staying at. She's my best friend. When Kari and I went into foster care, she was my first friend I made in the home. She was sent to live with the Grangers and Kari and I to the Mayfield's. I miss her badly," she cried out as she wept."I'm sure you will meet friends here.. The rain has slowed down and it became cold. I remember a night quite like this back in my childhood, the day I found out I was gay. I was a thirteen year old virgin waiting to find the perfect girl. Back then I was a good kid and did what I was told, so it seemed. The house I grew up in was a large white house with columns and big hallways. I remember getting lost in them and running around until I found my mother or sister. It was raining much like it is now but that day seemed different, it.