“Stop, stop, STOP” he bellowed. I felt so small and humiliated; I thought I was doing a good job. “Get on your back you useless slut”; he said...forcing me off him. I almost fell into my friend Stacey’s mattress who looked puzzled at the aggro. He then climbed on top of me and planted a sloppy kiss on my neck.“It’s not your fault” he tried to whisper. I felt his cock slide down my stomach and slip inside my wet cunt. I wriggled around spreading my legs to allow him plenty of access. “Ahh” he. “Oh Madam ... are these the three to hang? “ Hope sneered down at the three curs, knowing that this would be their fate when their use was up, and that awarded her a special pleasure in her response.“No Madam, these are three conspirators who abetted the three to hang, they’ll be treated to a grand view of what price masculinity must pay when in disobedience to femininity, they shan’t hang ... not today anyhow.” Her final few words had the three defeated males perking their cocks high, with the. ” Mike claimed. “Oh yeah Mike, impregnate my white fuck hole, breed my ass Mike, make me your bitch.” I moaned as I grinded my hips against his thrusts. Mike kept pounding, those same long deep strokes he was giving Shelia when I walked in, my head buried into the bed moaning like a slut, my ass a sleeve to his cock. His thrust grew harder, the claps louder, he pounded me into the bed sliding me against the wall, moaning and grunting. “Oh, fuck yeah, he yelled, take my cum you little slut.”. Once I trap my shirt under my chin, I grab the top of bra and pull down releasing my tits. His mouth falls open, I give a little shake just for fun and his gape turns into a toothy grin. I giggle and let my shirt fall. Kyle is laughing and turns back to the guy, “Our sauce?” The guy reaches to the side and pulls out a handful of sauces. “All yours, thanks sexy” he says with a grin. Kyle grabs the sauce and he pulls away, we can’t help but burst into laughter. That was by far the craziest.