Can you brush my hair for me please? she asked poking out her bottom lip. She looked so cute. Yes, I can brush your hair I replied apathetically. She ...smiled and scurried to my bed like an excited little girl. She sat down right in front of me and I began to brush her hair in long, smooth, slow strokes. What would your friends think of you if they saw you doing this? she asked laughing at her own joke. I dont know really, probably pretty jealous that Im brushing such as beautiful womans hair.. I was confused, to say the least."Save who, Amy? Who are they going to kill? And who are they?" I was really confused. For once, I was sure this didn't pertain to us. There were no 'him's' among us, except me, and Amy would have been clearer had it been me. I looked at her eyes carefully; they were clear, although filled with tears. They were not flat and devoid of all expression, a dead giveaway that she wasn't talking about me. Amy gave me a sad little look."I don't know! I don't know who he. I continuously had a penis in my mouth and cunt and there didn’t seem to be any relief in sight. It was just Heather and me and we were the center of a 9 man gangbang. Jonathan and Randy both ended up in me at the same time during one series of rounds and they were high fiving each other as they pumped me with their hard cocks. It seemed like more of the guys were hovering around me at the moment, since Heather had taken a break to use the restroom. She had requested that all of her partners. Over a beer we talked and it was apparent that there was a mutual attraction.To our luck the restaurant was adjacent to a motel and we quickly got a room. As soon as the room door closed we began to kiss. Our tongues met while my hands roamed over body. I found the clasps of bra and freed her large tits.Within minutes we naked on the kissing and fondling each others bodies. I moved down and my lips found her large dark nipples. I sucked a nipple into mouth feeling it harden even more. I.