They said there were several of their friends in other rooms, so how about a price for a group booking. Every body laughed, and they agreed a price to...abuse my body. I was taken down to the dining room where there was more room, while the three men went and fetched their friends. In all about 20 men appeared in the dining room and all eyes were fixed on me as I was standing there naked my legs apart and my hands on my hips. “A few friends,” I said, looking at all these men. “A fucking whore. I didn't always get the chance to do this the way I wanted, but when I did, I got so I could get a boy to come really fast, and, if there were more than one boy, the second boy would usually get all excited watching me do the first one. I liked it when the second boy wasn't even close to hard, so I could do his pal, with all the stuff I told you, and I could see boy #2 grow a big stiff one watching me watching him. Boy #1 would pop all over me, sooner or later, and I wasn't in a hurry, so boy 2. He grabbed my hips with each of his hands and thrusted deep and hard, oh how fucking good his cock felt inside my pussy. Which was now nearly dripping wet. Suddenly I felt warmth on my ass as he shot his load on me, but he was far from finished. He quickly ripped my shirt off of my body and tore my bra off. He was still hard. He rammed right back inside me, with a hand holding as much of my large breast as he could. Now with every few thrusts he was grabbing pulling and squeezing my nipples. He. I started to moan more and more loudly, no longer worried about the noise, and when my knees weakened and I came again, I shouted, Oh, FUCK thats good cock! Only his strong hands kept me from falling as the three of them laughed at my exclamation. Then, without warning, he grunted and started to cum. Unlike Jamal, Ahmed kept thrusting, even more wildly if that were possible. It kept me from feeling much of his orgasm, but I could still tell, what with his cum dripping out of me and plopping.