Then, he shoved it back in balls deep. He pummeled and thrashed his skinny fuck doll. “Take this big long dick! I love takin’ faggit ass!”“Oh ...my god! Why?”“Cause you a faggit! You supposed ro please real thug nuggas!”“Please stop!”“Where that goddamn sock?” He stuffed it back in Blaine’s mouth.“Mmmmmpphhhhh! Ahhhhhh!”“Can’t nobody hear you!”The invader pounded with every bit of might he could muster. “This fag pussy os so tight on my dick! Goddamn! You make my shit so hard, faggit! That’s why I. " Bullshit!" responds Vanessa, cutting me off. "I smelled cum on her when she came back out. Now I want some of that." And she stood up, her tits towering over me.I stood up too. With only a moment's hesitation, I grabbed her tube top and yanked it down. Her bountiful breasts sprang out. I stared for a few moments... transfixed..."Uh... um... may I... touch..." Stammering again... Jesus Christ I have no balls whatsoever..."Oh for heaven's sake" cried Vanessa. She grabbed my head and pulled my. The new angle let him go deeper but also stretched me in new directions. He began to thrust, slowly at first, until I involuntarily pushed back toward him, and then he picked up speed. "Close your eyes," he murmured. That sounded like a good idea. Shutting out the sight of the cameras and the other men watching let me focus on the pounding of Adrian's cock. A few more strokes, and he pulled out. The bed dipped, and I opened my eyes. I noticed that the four guys were no longer standing behind. "We run special nights for men, our next one is a toga party, its taking place on a boat cruise on the river and we think that you guys could be the entertainment, Joel was grinning knowingly. Ron and Henry retired to the couch leaving Joel and I standing in the middle of the room, Joel unbuttoned my shirt and slipped it off my shoulders, he then took his off then his pants, socks and shoes. I did the same so we were standing there in our briefs, Joel then hooked his thumbs into my waistband.