Eventually my thoughts are drawn back to her. Those thoughts bring a smile to my own face. As the music plays in the background I recall times past, o... how she held herself, how she spoke and the way her mind worked. Once at home, I rush through my daily chores so that when she is ready I would be as well. I see her as she steps through the door, dropping her keys and other personal things on the counter, to greet him with a smile, exhausted but filled with love. He approaches her and gives her. "What should we do with her?" the bald kid asked the shortest kid. It was clear to April that these kids all came from broken homes and that their parents didn't care about them, but that was their problem, hers was that she was under their power and could not escape."Hey let's have some fun with her," the tallest kid smirked."Yeah good idea," the gang leader agreed."Bitch I want you to come here, grab yourself two cans of soda from the fridge and then pour them over those nice titties of yours. At first, he thought she was going to fall asleep but she rested then moaned gently to his attentions.He turned himself round and massaged first one leg then the other taking time on each to ensure the muscles were kneaded and stretched to relax them.When he got to her feet he turned round and gradually worked his way back up her legs. Sitting on her feet he reached forward gradually getting higher and higher up her legs until his fingers reached the honey pot between her legs. He kept going. I felt the heads of the other cocks poking at my cheeks, withheavy balls brushing the top of each shoulder. Surrounded by cock, Ireached down and fingered myself and again I slipped over the edge andbegan cumming. Someone spoke."God she really loves all the cock she can get!"I opened my eyes and looked up at Bigger."I also love all the cum I can get. I want you to jerk yourselves offand cum all over me. Tell me what a good job I did stroking and suckingyour cocks. Tell me what a good.