I look around at the houses and think that is a pretty likely outcome. I just keep walking.The police came and then the ambulance. There were a lot ...of people in our living room and most all of them saw me naked. Either the detectives when they said they needed to see my body for signs of assault or the paramedics when they examined me or the police officers who were just standing around when I was lifted onto the gurney. Whatever, let’s all look at the little raped virgin. Don’t see that. I returned to sucking Ryan off whilst each of my hands were on the others. They were all groaning with pleasure as I alternated between cocks. I thought I would never be part of group sex and here I was sucking three erect cocks. Ryan moved off the bed, and I was left with two dicks in my face, I felt the lace thong sliding down my legs and thighs, and a soft tongue start to lick my extremely wet pussy. This sensation wasn’t to last very long though as the tongue was replaced with a much harder. It was mechanical except for the talking with theclients. Some were talkative while others were quieter. Some werepolite; other's made clear they thought I was beneath them.They didn't say that. It was how they carried themselves. They were flipin their answers to me. They were the type of girls I avoided when Idated, but was now unable to escape.One middle-aged woman told me she was a lawyer. I asked about her joband she said, "It's simple shit really, just push paper."I asked, "Then why do. . .and when she started to massage it, I found I didn't want to.This was bad. There was one thing I learned from my experience of being a kept man ? you didn't fuck around. Ever. If you did, you didn't do it with her acquaintances and you sure as hell didn't do it with the help. But for some reason, I couldn't stop. Sophie reached up, closed my eyes with her free hand, while her other leisurely caressed me. She handled me expertly. Usually, I was always in control with my women, even when they.