That was it, I let go. I felt the first explosion as it shot along my cock under Margret’s hand and out into her waiting throat. She moaned with ple...sure as she tasted the hot, salty jet as it spurted over her tongue. She swallowed just in time for the second and third drenching as my cock shot forth large amounts of my thick semen. I was standing with my hips thrust forward as Margret continued wanking my dick furiously with her hand, her mouth felt wonderful on me as my orgasm slowly. ..”“Looks pretty rainy to me. I’ll talk with Alan but...”“He won’t kick,” Tina said. “Guaranteed. Mizz Patel, would you get back with Tara and tell her that we’d like to talk?”“Look, my ladies,” Mizz Patel said, “Let us not get caught up in the moment. One of the things that makes your community work so well is your cohesiveness in lifestyles. Before we commit to bringing Tara in, remember that we know just a little from her three – almost four years ago. She may have changed.”“She was sweet. I could feel my dick getting harder. The guy notices my thingie getting harder and looks at me with a strange look. Then we both get up and I say to the guy he better should sit down. I give him the water I got for him and he seems to better after drinking it. As I can't lay my eyes off of his huge cock, I feel my dick getting harder again. He notices again and comes closer to me. He grabs my croch and rubs my chest with his big hands. I immedialtely ask him what he is doning. But he just said:. My arms are now free, for the guy who was holding them, that's guy number three if you're keeping up, was now between my legs and going for gold.I'm alone now; my knickers are gone for good, a trophy for one of my new lovers and to cap it all Lucy and Diane hadn't even missed me. Time to go home and have a hot bath and wash away the smell of three more men in my short life.How did I end up being a victim, well there's must be something about me I suppose, a smell, a look or something that.