Then I heard some laughing and cheering. My dress was right up over my head, but I turned my head sideways and there were two cooks there, you know, d...essed in the white outfits that cooks wear, in the doorway watching the second man thrusting his penis up inside me. I could just see their legs but with those white outfits on, I knew that they were the pizza cooks. That was the first time I’d ever had sex with an audience. It was even more thrilling and exciting, being watched as I was being. He held his cock there, I was struggling to breathe. He pulled me away and seconds later, his cock was deep in my throat again. I tried to suck, and do a good job but he was just fucking my mouth. My carefully applied make up streaming down my face, as tears flowed from my eyes, at the constant gagging. I could hear his groaning, and I timed my breathing so I could get a small amount of air in my lungs before my airway was blocked. Finally I felt his body convulse and his movements slowed as he. Getting her hand round it on top of mine she followed my actions. I gasped in amazement and horror at what she was doing. I stopped, she’s fourteen and my Sister.Slowly Chrissy moved my hand from my dick and held it solely in hers, whispering, “John, don’t say or do anything, please.”I didn’t know what to do. I tried to pull away but Chrissy pushed me down and then started to wank me off, at first her actions were all wrong, pulling too far, stretching me, I resigned myself to what was. My hand comes over the head and I rub your slit. You groan and bite my shoulder. You don’t draw blood but you leave bruises. Your hands find their way into my jeans, slipping into my soaked panties. You whisper in my ear: “You’re so wet.” I keep pumping your cock, veins pulsing along its length. You ease two fingers inside me and I gasp. I arch my back, my pussy clenching around your fingers. I’ll give you credit. You know what you’re doing. Your fingers slip out and you rub my swollen clit..