He rubbed his eyes as he walked over to his dresser to grab his clothes.There was no dresser. It should have been right there, but instead it was a fu...on sitting in the corner.The 18 year old began to panic. This was too weird. It was one thing to not have any clothes on when he woke up, but now he can't find ANY clothes in his room. Ryan quickly walked over to his closet. Last time he saw, there were plenty of clothes in his closet. Jeans, hoodies, dress shirt and pants. Surely SOMETHING had. . he should have saved you! But not me! I’m not worth it, and he got hurt because of me!” she bawled.I was flabbergasted by CC’s response. I never would have thought that she would blame herself for my being attacked. It came right out of left field. She raised her head for a second from my chest and ran her hand gently over my stitches. Her red, watery eyes met mine briefly before she collapsed back onto me, bawling even harder.“Hey, CC, please stop. Butterfly, it’s not your fault. I wouldn’t. Feeling her fight her gag reflex each time. Seeing her down there looking up at me, tears welling in her eyes was simply the hottest thing I ever saw. Pretty soon I was ready to cum. I pulled myself out of her mouth and asked her what she wanted. "Your dick in my pussy, fuck me like the slut I am" she said.I was more than happy to help. I stood her up, spread her legs, and put just the tip of myself inside her. She moaned. "More" she whispered. I slid a tiny bit more in. "Deeper" she gasped. I. Their hands started to roam over the other’s body and although they couldn’t get to their cocks, for I was holding them they went up and down their backs and onto their bums. I was realising that I was becoming rather redundant, but so excited was I becoming at seeing James and Don getting it on that I didn’t mind. “You ok with this?” James asked me. “Yes” I whispered alternating my hands between stroking their cocks and balls and rubbing my tits and pussy lips. “And are you James?” Don.