Her hips hung over one end. Her head was braced up on the other end.. Her ankles were secured to rings set wide with her feet flat on the damp floor. ...The obvious purpose was to hold her legs open. Her wrists where secured with other rings down by her sides. The naked man in apparently in charge of the milling men watching knelt between her wide thighs. She cringed when his dick brushed her crotch. She flinched when a man knelt at her head. The one between her legs shouted. “Look at me bitch!”. Drew slapped his cock against my cheek a few times before reaching down to grab my hand and placing it on his cock. I moaned, mouth full of my neighbor’s cock, as I stroked Drew’s cock. After a while I started to switch between sucking Drew’s cock and sucking my neighbor’s, alternating between sucking and stroking. I now had two men moaning and cussing complements at me as I tenaciously pleasured them. “Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum!” Drew yelled, his cock deep in my throat. I pulled back just in. Before they had completed the first song, Brent moved his lips closer to Janice's ear and said, "It's difficult to really hold a conversation with you here, between the crowd noise and the way the band seems to be getting louder. I don't want you to get the wrong idea, but how would you like to come up to my room so we could talk more easily. I really find your company very enjoyable, but this is a terrible place to get to know each other."Janice immediately leaned back and gave him a shocked. Not for the first time, she regretted having chosen her gown before she had discovered the production company was throwing its celebration in an Alaskan hunting lodge, and her own stubbornness for not changing into something more appropriate, or at least warmer.Kristen had positioned herself carefully at the edge of the room where she could interact with anyone who might be inclined to engage her in conversation, but not so exposed as to be in the way of people moving from one tight group to.