"Donna!" I hissed, the blushing bride quickly shutting the door and gingerly lifting my damp underwear from her bridal cleavage. Strangely enough, she... just nonchalantly placed them on a large stuffed chair before looking up at her husband's best friend standing half-naked in front of her. I waited for the scream, but it didn't come. Maybe she'd had too much wine to recognise me? I looked at her eyes - they were red and puffy, but not through tiredness or alcohol: she had been crying. I yanked. I had forgotten about my open doorway all the time I was reading and to tell you the truth, I almost didn't care if anyone had walked by and seen me. Everyone here knew why I was here; everyone knew I was the company sex toy. Everyone here knew that my only function here was to provide sexual pleasure. I walked down the hallway to the lounge and when I opened the door I saw three men - two guys I didn't know and Butch -- waiting for me. I smiled and told Butch, "I told you I would see you. He had asked me one time before I got married if he could bring a chick over.”“So you let him I guess.”“Yeah, she was bad. I ran into her in the bathroom and seen she had a dick.”“Goodness,” Nigel gasped. “Were you weirded out?”“Nah! I ain’t do nothin’ but shut the door and walk away. I asked him bout it a few days later.”“What’d he say?”“He just shrugged his shoulders and said she had some good ass.”“Cool.”“Can I ask when was da last time you got some straight dick,” the father-to-be. The other guys cheered him on until he gasped and obviously shot his load making Mel gag and gasp. The leader slapped her on the face, "lick up every drop bitch" When she'd used her fingers to scoop up what had dropped on her breasts the leader told one of the guys to lay on the bed then made her bend over to suck him. The leader then got behind her and told her she had one last chance to make him cum before he ass fucked her. He played his cock up and down her swollen labia and over her.