Gill heard him gasp as her tongue wrapped itself around the head, licking and sucking at the contours of his cock. The hands on her head held her tig...tly and she felt them move her so his cock moved deeper into her mouth. It has been years since she had felt anyone cum in her mouth, years since she had tasted the salt and spice of a man on her tongue but she knew that the ache in her cunt could wait just a little longer, feeling the heat of the juices slide down her throat was what she wanted. The room looked like a cross between a classroom and a lecture hall. The wall behind Holly had a full length blackboard on it, and to one side of her was a large desk and an armless office chair. The rest of the room was filled with rows of chairs facing towards Holly. The room was slowly filling with people. Most of them were men, but there were some women as well. Everyone was milling around, finding seats, talking. Some of them stared openly at Holly, but only a few. Most of the rest at. He tugged on the nipples clamps and I squealed. He smiled and did it again. Then his wife starting hitting my bum with a leather strap while he got undressed. “Hit her again” he said “make her scream” and she hit me hard and I did scream. “Again, again” he yelled as he made me stroke his cock.I tried to make him cum but he was too clever. “Oh no you don’t bitch” he said scowling “I need to fuck you”. He told his wife to lay down front of me. “Yes fuck her cunt slut” he ordered and I again went. "I don't see anything!" Seamus exclaimed angrily. "You washed my dried cum off, didn't you?" No!" I responded, beginning to sob. "I-I would never w-wash it off without your say-so!" I think she's telling the truth," said one of the other boys. "I can't see anything, but she smells of dried jizz!" Th-thank you!" I replied, falling to my knees in supplication, grateful that he had validated me. My reward? This unknown boy stepped forward, pulled down his pants, gripped my hair in both hands, snd.