The plug didn’t feel that much different, I just felt even more full as I walked naked downstairs. Breakfast was already made, sitting on the table...“Ginger made breakfast this morning. Fruit and sautéed veggies. Drink all of your water, you’ll need to hydrate if you’ll be in the sun.”I laid out in the sun for two hours, flipping over and listening to the ipod the school had provided me. The songs were dark and sexy and made me think of sex. I was desperate to touch myself, but terrified as. She was pinned down and helpless as they rammed into her from each end.After a swap of ends, and more of the same, Mr Nine pulled out from her mouth and asked her where she would like him to come. “On my face, tits, wherever” she said and pulled off of Joes dick for the last time and dropping to her knees.“Have you got two big loads for me???” she asked, looking up with their cocks in each hamd, wanking them furiously. She was licking the ends of their pricks in turn.Joe shot first, taking. As if to enquire if it was also a pleasant surprise for Jamal, she turned her head towards him. She was just in time to see his big black cock jerk and shoot a rope of thick creamy cum high into the air. Everything in the room suddenly seemed to be moving in slow motion as her unbelieving eyes followed his stream of cum leap across the room towards the bed before it came crashing down to earth on her expensive Persian rug. It was an awesome spectacle that left her hot and needy for his black. I knew Camille by sight, but had forgotten about her older sister, Debbie. "I think I remember that! Nice to see you again!" I shrugged and turned to leave."I know where you live," Camille called after me. "Would you like a ride home?"Camille's two friends were looking daggers at her. She didn't know it, but they were also madly in love with me, and were just a bit miffed at Camille having some sort of inside track with me."You have a car?" I asked."Wendy does," Camille admitted. Wendy.