It’s embarrassing, but it happened. I came on about the third dip her head took. I couldn’t even give her warning. I just shot my load. All I coul...d say was ‘that’s embarrassing.’ She gagged, and spit it out. As I lay there, panting against her pussy, I knew I’d just blew it. The mood was gone… all because I couldn’t control myself. I was wrong. ‘Mmmmm, that good huh?’ Christine said as she pressed her pussy back against my mouth. I couldn’t say anything. I couldn’t believe it. I went from. I realized this just wasn’t a party. Skeeter had made it an event. I never found out if the party was in honor of me or if the party had already been planned and Skee just took advantage of the gathering and added thirty or forty more men.And for the most part they were not boys, these were men. Strong men, that could have pick me up by the neck and held me kicking in the air with one hand, although Raymond was there slapping and spitting on me as he drove his dick hatefully into my body. The. The next thing, he slipped his whole soapy hand sideways into the crack of my ass and started stroking my tight, puckering hole. Then further down and along the perineum to my ball sack and back again. He repeated this movement slowly and gently about 5 times before re-soaping his hands. Now he reached round from the back and cupped my balls with one hot and soapy hand as he massaged the full length of my tool –up and down, up and down while his rock hard dick was probing at my ass cheeks. No. Pulling her hand away from the waistband, I pressed it against my cock and encouraged her to massage him through my shorts.“Shall we continue?” I murmured, and she squeezed my rod as best she could.I tugged her shirt off and looked down at her little tits with the nipples popped out. I leaned down to take one in my mouth, really pleased at the way the whole thing fit inside. I kneaded her soft butt cheeks while I suckled and she started swaying against me. I guided her over to the easy chair.