I expected him to stuff his dick in my mouth and just go to town on my face. But he didn't. I heard him laugh so I clenched my eyes shut even harder, ...anting this embarrassment to be over. That is when he pulled my head closer to his thick cock. My mouth slid over his tip and he made a noise that I would become addicted to: the noise of a man who has been made weak with desire. I chowed down. He tasted delicious and he was getting bigger and bigger. His knees were giving out and he was pulling. They called me terrible names and spat on me and slapped my face and tits.I didn't announce it, because I was terrified, but I came at least seven times (that I remember), mostly from the ass poundings. I was actually enjoying it — being used like a gutter slut — even though I cried the whole time. I was only still crying because they seemed to relish my tears.Men kept leaving to go tell more men in the bar to come get some. There was a never-ending stream of cock. I started to think I'd died. She also decided to let me do it. I, with hands shivering removed her nighty buttons and slowly pushed it down to the floor. It was an amazing sight for me to see her in her white bra and green color frilled panties which I have sucked many times (I did not tell to her). Her body was just igniting me very much. Here I noticed her voluptuous body sizes 36-28-36. Her breasts were well shaped and wanted to be freed. Her crotch area was very much attractive over her panty showing the wonderful. The guy backed away and stopped them after he saw I was uncomfortable.”“And then?” I had an idea, but I waited for her to tell the story.“The next day, I was hung over and sick about the party. My phone woke me up, and I saw that one of the women had taken pictures. What they didn’t know was that my phone was set to share pictures with my fiancé and my sister.”“Oh,” I said with a grimace.“My parents are well known in their community, and they were very angry. My fiancé canceled the wedding, and.