She probably wanted to try to show me that stupid necklace again."What's wrong, Kelly?" Victoria asked.I was a little embarrassed. I probably looked t...rrible and my house must have smelled like my overworked sex. I didn't know what to say. I hoped she didn't notice the smell but she must have, it was so strong."Nothing I'm just a little tired, that's all," I answered."Do you want me to come back later?" she asked. Yeah, she noticed the smell."No, come in, I'm fine," I told her.Victoria came in. The men around her seemed to agree and the zip of her dress was undone all the way down to her ass before she could even stand up. She stepped out of it and one of the men scooped it up and tossed it over the back of a nearby chair.She was pushed back onto her knees as the guys surrounded her and unzipped their zippers and her mouth was passed from cock to cock without any chance for her to be even aware what was really happening or who's cock was who's. Hands reached from behind to maul her. She was biting her lip and moaning as Anya continued, relentlessly. Persistent, yet gentle doing as I had ordered. Rachel started shaking her head backwards and forwards, her moaning and groaning louder and more insistent and less and less coherent. ‘Move up,’ I told Anya, who moaned in reply. She kissed the bridge of Rachel’s foot, then her ankles, shins and calves, sometimes kissing, sometimes licking but always gentle and attentive, continuing to drive Rachel wild. When Anya reached Rachel’s. My makeup was smeared--I just knew it. Mascara tracks ran down my face--I could see them without the aid of a mirror. Two, no make that three zits appeared without warning on my previously perfect complexion.My life was a disaster.Then I heard Crotch sobbing.Glancing up through tear filled eyes I saw him bent over, pounding his well... crotch with his fist."Crotch, don't," I said, "You'll hurt yourself." Don care." And he smashed his fist down again.My self-pity vanished and I tried to comfort.