Well, how often do people really look at your crotch, anyway?Since this was my day off, after all, and I was still slightly hung over, a good workout ...ounded like the cure. The Ex wasn't answering my calls so I decided to say screw it and go to the gym despite my chastity situation.Everything was going normally. I locked my stuff in my locker, then went to my usual machine and started running. Then, as if by some sixth sense, I began to notice each and every female in visible distance,. They used me, and I was all alone. I had no idea who the guys were or what they were going to do to me. I felt so helpless and alone. I was their toy and they were letting everybody play with me. It was just one stop after another, and every time we stopped it was another horde of guys working their way inside me. That guy who was with Sam kept egging them on to hurry up so the next guy could get a turn, and every one of them shot their stuff inside me. I feel so dirty now." Stacy's tears were. Uncle nay phir tooth paste lay ker meri gand main dal di aur tail bhi laga dia aur kaha yeh aglay session kay lia phir hum bed room main aa gay uncle n kaha bano jaan thora rest kertay hain chalo bed per so jatay hain main bed per lait gaya woh meray peechay lait gay aur mujhay peechay say jhapi dal li aur apna lun meri gand per ragarna shuroo ker dia aur mera munh mor Ker meray honth choosnay lagay mujhay gand main thandak mehsoos ho rahi thi thori der badh hum aik dosray say chipak ker so gay. My hips were still rotating a little in the memory of what Gina had been doing, and the feeling of the "nanos" was definitely a little arousing ... but the restraints kept me from squeezing my thighs together, as delicious as that might have felt.It wasn't long before I felt something ... else ... begin to happen. A slackness to my limbs; he leather clasps seemed to ease their persistent tug on my body. I thought at first that they were loosening ... but then I realized it was me that was.