"Deepthroat." I replied confidently."Are you really ready for that, Jim?" He asked. "Do you want your cock in my throat or not?" I answered sternly.Wi...h the camcorder whirring, I suddenly found myself getting the back of my throat and below impaled at a slow pace. As time went on, it got faster and faster, until eventually I knew what he wanted to do.He groaned and lurched his hips forward, then jerked back quickly. I felt 1 spurt across my tongue and I was as hard as a rock. The next 5 or 6. There was a rustling in the curtain and Raquel softly said "Bill? Are you awake?" Yes, come in."The curtain pulled back next to an iron pole that'd been used as a corner anchor when hanging the ropes for the curtains. Raquel sidled through. Tonight she was wearing a different shirt above her panties. It was a Detroit Tigers uniform shirt that I recognized immediately. It was mine. I had been marking my place in the book, preparing to put it aside, but stopped at the realization. "You're wearing. He gave me the clearly-fake "It was a bit hot in here, so i took them off." I rolled my eyes and sat back down, laying on him, and while i did so, he played with my smaller, A-sized breasts, which made me blush and moan softly, but it was nothing new. a little foreplay here and there, on and off when we got the chance, but never anything really big. I undid my first few buttons and smirked up at him, showing him a little of my nipples from the top, as i felt his cock begin to harden under one. I told him several times to use me, use me, and use me up. This seemed to make him more excited. It certainly made me more excited. Then, just as he got close to losing it, he pulled out of my mouth and passed me around to the next guy and I started all over again. This went on for quite a while. I learned that the other guy with dreadlocks was named Tyrone and of course I knew the first guy, the one who called me on the phone, was Reginald. They had a lot of control. Never once did any of them.