They fucked me in rhythm, thrusting and withdrawing in unison. I was like a piece of meat on a spit roast. Their shafts keeping me suspended between t...em. Their strong hands and arms keeping me in place for their thrusts. As my feet came back down on the floor, both Asa and Brian thrusted their cocks in and out. With each stroke I convulsed from the waves of pleasure wracking my body. I felt like my muscles where rubber. It was wonderful. It felt so good and I didn’t want it to end. I don’t. Oooooh...). It turns me on when I think about them watching me on the television, reading the news, knowing what they did to me. And I cannot tell you how much it excites me knowing that I could be on the street passing by or be standing right next-to one of those very men who degraded and used me that night....Anyway, back to the story... The concave table was filling up with warm cum. Marie helped me roll over and over in it to make sure every bit of me was bathed in it.”You dirty boys want. Just do to me what I’m doing to you, that’s all,” Vicky instructed. “My pussy may not smell the best because Dan fucked me just before you came out to your car,” she cautioned.“That’s okay,” she replied, lowering her head to Vicky’s pussy lips.Dan watched, enjoying Vicky and Cindy doing their first, but hopefully not their last sixty-nine together. He came to Cindy’s ass and kissed it, then kissed Vicky. “I’ll help you fuck her doggy style,” she said.Dan positioned himself with Vicky’s head. Bree wondered if the pink wrapping paper and bow weighed more than whatever was inside. She picked at one of the corners of the paper but stopped herself while she still could. Trina wanted her to wait and knowing her she probably had it bugged in someway so she'd know if it had been opened early. Bree put the package in her backpack then slung it over her shoulder before heading downstairs.Bree couldn't help but think about what could be in the package as she made her way to school. Her bag.