Daniel came close to me and said in a quiet menacingly way '...he's gonna do it, better take his shirt off so we don't mess it up...' Bruce and Charl...e pulled my t-shirt up and over my head and tossed it aside. Daniel stepped back and told Bruce and Charlie '...y'all give him some dicks to suck...' I heard the sounds of zippers being undone and closed eyes in shame and fear. When I opened my eyes Bruce was standing in front of me naked from the waste down save his socks. He placed his hand on. Even though Paul claimed her pretext with him was even flimsier. Nor was he convinced that he could have been content with a one-night stand, as his friends professed to be. But certainly there was reason to regret what might have been. For a time, he had tried to maneuver himself into a position where she might repeat her invitation, but it wasn't likely she would ask again. If Tim was to spend time alone with her, he'd have to ask her out. The feeling that Carolyn would know he was trying to. Then I went down to him and licked his balls and then his limp dick and soon it was hard again and he soon got me on my fours and fucked me from behind while he was with one hand pulling my hair and with other he was slapping my ass and I was moaning loudly like a whore and he cummed in me and lie down on me, finally exhausted he made me another vodka shot which I had two and he handed me the money which I refused saying I am not a professional but just having fun but he said now you are a pro. I was just a living powerless toy for their pleasure. The massive thing in my cunt moved as if with a mind of its own, the cock in my ass pounded into me with no thought of my pleasure. My tits and breasts strained against the cruel weights pulling at them relentlessly. I was a receptacle for their lust, soon to be overflowing with their cum. There was nothing pleasurable about being used like this, my whole being as violated and in pain for the pleasure of men. Only for the pleasure of.