"Even if she wanted to respond she really wouldn't dare. She could get fired and in a lot of trouble." Not legally, after all we both are over eightee...," reasoned Rory. "but you're right about her losing her job and that would be a terrible payback for all the concern, care and attention she has shown us." And that's not the only issue," Paris had pressed. "Then there's us. We've just started exploring 'Us' and I like where we have been so far and look forward to more time and experiences with. I decided to take my blouse and bra off. I wanted these guys to enjoy my big tits, plus I’d been lucky so far tonight with cum shots. With three guys, it could fly anywhere.They were all gently but thoroughly checking out and squeezing my boobs. It felt so nice. I instructed, “Boys. Pants.”They quickly responded as three pairs of jeans and boxers were soon enveloping their ankles.I enjoyed having them continue to scrutinize my titties as I stroked their cocks and massaged their balls. “Very. Of course, she never had four boys pleasing her together. She never even thought something like that would happen, not even in her dreams. This release just felt like a dream. Her juices lubricated, and Rahul’s cock eased in and out easily.His juices reached his tip and soon exploded out of his cock. His juices filled inside her vagina. He continued stroking harder and made sure all his juices were released. He had the time of his life. Now he felt he could die peacefully. He felt like he had. "Don't fucking touch me." I spit, sneering at him.He slaps me hard, the back of his hand hitting my cheek. My head jerks sharply, my vision reeling. I stamp hard on his foot and make a break for it, wincing as my abdomen screams at me. He manages to grab hold of my arm and slam me into the wall. I sob at the impact, a wave of pain sweeping over me and I struggle to suck in a breath. He hits me again, and I taste blood.Everything's swimming and blurry, and all I can focus on is the agony coming.