As I opened my mouth to let out a scream he plunged his cock into my mouth and down my throat. I did all I could to not vomit. He started to face fuck...me, telling me to suck on his limp cock and clean it. As he was doing this I saw Keith taking off his pants and walking over to me. I wanted to yell out NO when I saw that Keith had at least 8 inches of cock that was about 3 inches in girth. Kurt kept his cock in my mouth, now holding the back of my head up off the bed and telling me that I was. Meaning the last five could be 20 if you aren’t on top of the count.21...22, you miss the count before another lands22...23, you miss again23, again you miss23...24, miss24, miss24, miss24, you can’t seem to catch your count, the pain is searing through your bottom, making your mind miss the count...tears form in the corner of your eyes...24...25.You made it. I have you stand and face the corner as I clean up and put the paddle away. I take my time pulling the tape from the floor, putting. Jaysin: "Hey man what the fuck is she doin' here? I didn't say you could have any company!"Karla: "This is my friend Vicky. I called her to help me today. Is that okay?"Jaysin looked over at Vicky again and checked out her body, and a sly broad smile came across his face.Jaysin: "Wow! I'm down! The boys are gonna love getting a piece of that!"Vicky quickly stood up in protest.Vicky: "Just blow jobs! I'm not having any sex I'll just give blow jobs!"Karla: "Is that okay?"Both girls looked at. Charles asked Heather about her family and her days at WTAMU. He didn’t mention work a single time. Heather was unable to ask him any questions because he shot them off like missiles. The same thing occurred at the restaurant. Heather felt that she’d talked about herself through the entire meal. Yes, the jokes about the dry chicken were funny. The conversation was pleasant but focused entirely on her. Over the candlelight, Charles’ eyes were always focused on her, his smile melting her heart. .