I shuddered. They would all know me. My cunt clenched. My heart pounded in my chest. That humiliating lust surged through me. My pussy grew wetter.I s...read my thighs.“That's the spirit,” said Guanting. She and Lizaveta advanced on the bed, both of them grinning. They were stripping out of their clothes, their futa cocks coming into view. My pussy grew so wet and juicy. I shuddered and whimpered. “Fuck me,” I moaned, my fingers rubbing at my cunt. “I need your cocks.” The ease of speaking came. I knew I'd been selfish; she knew it too and expected it. But it was no more than ten minutes later with her massaging my balls and penis that I was once again loaded for battle. This one would be for her. And it was. "Whew, not bad," she said. "You got me off the second time." "Thank God," I said. We slept the night away. The sun woke me. She was nowhere to be seen. I headed downstairs. She was sipping coffee. She got up and got me a cup. "You did good last night, Conrad," she said, "but .. I can’t think clearly. I’m desperate.”“How desperate?”The bathroom door opens again. Footsteps oblivious to my predicament pass by.I whisper, “Bad enough to masturbate in a public toilet.”Your smooth hand runs over my face, yanking my mask down. The looped string painfully tugs against the back of my ears, making me wince.“I think you’re going to need it more than that. Tell me again, cum slut, how badly do you need to cum?” It was a statement, not a question. My cheeks sear in embarrassment,. “What’s been going on here?” Cecile chipped in with a somewhat calmer voice. Lucy opened her mouth as if to speak, but before she had chance to utter a word Sara piped-up, “He kept asking us to pull our knickers down for him and then he got his thing out and asked if we would touch it.” “What!" I cried. I couldn’t believe the lies pouring from Sara’s mouth. “We all ran upstairs when he started playing with it,” Sara continued. “He’ll never play with it again when I’m finished with him”,.