I clenched his balls in my hands and started to squeeze him, he quickly pulled out before he came and smiled."We'll save it after the real fun begins...., he said while flipping me over, making me fall on my back.He pointed his cock at my entrance and slowly made his way into me.I bit my lip as he hit my cervix. I nodded and bit my lip, hard, as he started to fill me with his cock.I was at the point of blood and he let me udjust to his size.Then he slowly began to go in and out.It hurt but the. "OH MY FUCKING GOD!"My heart sank. Not only had I been busted, but it wasn't Melissa's voice. It was Victoria's - the model who I'd had a crush on months ago."Melissa, get in here!" Victoria shouted.I scrambled in horror to put my pants on and toss Melissa's panties into the laundry bin - the whole while watched by Victoria.Within seconds Melissa was standing at the door to her bedroom too. There was no getting out of this situation. It was painfully obvious what I'd been doing, and I was. It didn't work that way. These four men kept going around and around until they had each fucked me three times. At least I think they all did. It seemed like it. It was pretty hard to keep track, because I was cumming and cumming like crazy. I probably had more orgasm than the four men combined.When they had finally had their fill of me the four men moved back to their seats and collapsed. I looked at my rapist and asked where the bathroom was. I had cum all over my face and dripping down my. Marcia put her hands behind her back and felt bare skin. She felt bare skin because Carrie was naked. Marcia felt Carrie’s hands as they played with the elastic of her shorts. Her stomach jumped at the touch of Carrie’s soft skin playing with her beltline. Carrie’s left hand reached and grabbed the elastic and her right hand traveled down into Marcia’s now wet panties. Her fingers slid smoothly with Marcia’s juices and they easily slid into her wet slit. Marcia felt around and felt for Carrie’s.