They set around playing cards or watching TV or just gossiping. Occasionally one would glance over at the bed. If I was free, he’s strip, come over ...nd mount me.A few of them were gentle but many more were rough. They’d pinch and twist my nipples, squeeze my breasts or bite when they sucked on my nipples. But most of the men didn’t bother playing with me, they just mounted my and hauled their ashes. Now I really understood the meaning of ?sex object?. I was just a warm body with a hole between. “are you done?” I asked. I wanted to shut it down and leave.“you possess the art of satisfying your partner, no wonder you have so many girls in your friends list” I just smiled not knowing what to reply.“you never showed this talent to me” she said looking at me and actually with a tinge of smile and naughty look in her eyes.“well I make sure that my partner enjoys it to the fullest”“really? Let me see how good you are” “what???” I replied with shock.Without replying to me, she went and. He stared right at my cock as he pulled another beer from the pack. “not bad boy, I bet she would’ve enjoyed that.” I shifted uncomfortably throwing back my beer wanting to finish it an leave. “you a virgin boy?”The friendly look on his face was gone now. I could feel his eyes sizing me up. “Ah I have… done some stuff.” Stuttering I quickly stuck the bottle in my mouth downing the last of my beer. Before I could set it aside he had already pulled another out and held it out to me. “No I have to. A deeply satisfied and arrogant look on this face.Emily was in the hot tub to. But Brock had difficulty registering what he was looking at, and hearing.She was as naked as before but looking sexier than he’d ever seen her. Her blonder hair was wet and sticking to her face. Her pink lips glistened in the sun. Water was beading on her smooth porcelain skin, droplets hanging of her nipples. Her tits and ass were bouncing and jiggling.The two naked bodies, one Caucasian and young, the other black.