Still smiling, but with a more serious look this time, Jenny added, “Robert, you should be more confident in yourself. You’re sweet, and smart and... good looking. Yes, good looking,” she reiterated, seeing the look of doubt that greeted those final words. She brushed a few strands of his hair off his forehead to get a full look at this face. “I’m not the only one who thinks you’re cute. Earlier, at the party, Lara was talking to me about how attractive you were. And whether you would be my next. They gave her a choice."Miss Anderson! You have been convicted of a very serious offence against public decency. This is not your own decadent country and you should realise that as a guest you have a duty to respect our ways. You will have a choice of punishment. Either you accept a flogging or you serve a term of the hardest of hard labour. Which is it to be?" How many lashes, Sir and how long would the hard labour be?" A sensible question. Three hundred lashes or twelve years. What is your. The boys were calm and practiced. They'd used her before. Joe was gutted, but...excited as well. He somehow detached himself, from who it was....to what it was. His cock was hard again. Looking to his left, at Mr Marshall, he saw he too was turned on by the sight. Watching these two skinheads and the multicoloured haired girl, go to work on Joe's supposed girlfriend, had both their cocks standing again. "She ever let you that far?" "No. No, she didn't" How do you feel?" Cheated. Hard!" "I see.. God it felt huge, I was totally unprepared for how massive and all consuming it felt and I had barely got the head into my mouth. I gagged as I tried to take more of it into my mouth and went to move back but a firm hand was instantly at the back of my head. “Keep it in and don’t take it out of your mouth unless I say so. Now suck!”My heart was pounding and my own cock felt like it would explode. There was no way I could take it all, so more than once I coughed and gagged forcing him to stop.