Now back to the story. After dinner Harrys father Got out his guitar. Harry and I are quite musical so I started playing a song and Harry sang along. ...fter swapping between singing and playing the guitar, Harrys father suggested we go to bed. We went and brushed our teeth and got into our pajamas. It was about 9:30pm by now. We hopped into bed and snuggled under our blankets. "You have to turn out the light cause you're closer" I exclaimed. "Fine then" Harry replied. He pulled his blankets back. I found me a spot beneath the old oak and acted as if I was reading a novel, Robert walked past and went straight to the boiler room and entered. I waited about ten minutes and gathered up my things and walked around the building entering after him. Hurrying to secure the door I quickly made my way back to where Robert was, as soon as our eyes met Robert stood and begin to remove his clothing. I quickly followed suit and knelt before him, Robert looked up at the ceiling as I took hold of his. The two guys used their strength to move her up and down on their cocks bringing small moans from her lips. The third guy knelt at her head and unceremoniously rammed his cock down her throat. The bastard deliberately held it there until she started to fight for breath, her whole body twitching and shaking, giving immense pleasure to the three men r****g her. He’d pull out at the last moment leaving her gasping for air. They continued this three way fuck for ages; sometimes the man fucking her. We had breakfast together, and I noticed him checking out my cleavage again. I couldn’t blame him, he was young, and I had pretty good boobs. Everyone in the office and around the neighborhood was obsessed with my big boobs. After the breakfast he sat down in front of the T.V while I went back into the kitchen to clean the dishes. After finishing the work in the kitchen, I went to my bedroom to take a shower. I entered in my bathroom, took off my clothes, and looked in the mirror. Was I really.