“And you have to be on your knees to give it to me.” She grinned and immediately got on her knees, almost instinctively opening my pants at the sa...e time. She pulled my pants down to just above my knees and took my hardening cock into her mouth. I leaned against the wall as her tongue worked my shaft until it was standing at attention. I looked down at her and watched how she masterfully moved her head back and forth, sliding my cock in and out of her warm, moist mouth. Clearly she has had. It was to be an evening meal, four friends plus him, guiding and orchestrating the plans for the event. Throughout the day she prepared the four course meal, it was to be served by her throughout the evening. Her thoughts were completely focused on ensuring the meal was going to be perfect, with no room for error or mishap. Once the evening started she did not want to be distracted from the men she would serve.At six pm he called her to him. She knelt in front of him, her eyes looking at his. I did cry when we broke up. Not because we broke up, but because I hurt Derrick, who was a good person. See, I am not a total heartless bitch. Even though I told him what I wanted and expected in our relationship it was still sad to see him emotionally hurt. We didn’t even have break-up sex. This story is not about Derrick, however; it’s about Sean.I won’t go into detail about every time Sean and I had sex or the things he did to me, I did for him, and I did to him. That would take. Thats what I loved the most about getting gang banged. None the guys were fucking me out of the need to make love. It was all animal instinct to explode their pent up cum. I wanted to yell. Fuck me Steve. Ram that big cock in my ass. Fuck yes! Take my big cock bitch. Take all ten inches slut. Steve groaned as he rammed his entire cock into my ass and pulled it out again. Suck my cock, cocksucker. Stan yelled pulling his cock out until only his cockhead was in my mouth. He held my head between.