I caressed her silky hairs and I couldn’t help notice her smell. She smelled great. I kept caressing her head and finally, she stopped crying. She p...ulled herself away from my body.“Oh, I am so sorry. I shouldn’t have cried, I have wet your shirt. I am so sorry. Sorry, sorry” she apologized as her tears had wet my shirt pocket.“Chill, it is ok. Not a problem,” said I. Her eyes were red and area below her eyes was wet. A few hairs stuck in the wet and I caressed those hairs away. I combed her. My own cock was hard and crazy with precum. He would rub my cock head then make me suck his fingers. I wasn't at all used to man fluids at that stage, I didn't like my own cum at all. Eventually he had two fingers in my ass and got some lube on them so they were pumping me and stretching me. I had no idea if I was clean inside but was afraid to say anything. He made me lick his ball sack and down to his ass hole. That was a musky place, but horniness just makes muskiness into a sex d**g. I'd. My pussy by now was wet, wild and dripping. My hips were swaying by his wildness. He was giving more attention to my boobs and nipples and was using them to his extreme wildness.Once he was done with my boobs and nipples, he moved his attention to my neck and shoulders. He started licking and kissing there, slowly moving towards my chin and then to my lips. His lips landed on mine while he was kissing.My body felt a current because of the continuous and sensual fuck that he was giving me. He. She kept her head down until she reached two sets of bare male feet. At last! She kissed each foot once, then stroked and pecked her way up bare legs, switching from one to the other, from man to man. Reaching the bottom of a robe, she parted it, nuzzling a thigh, inhaling and licking, then switching, repeating, hungry for what they had for her. She felt a hand on her head and inhaled cologne and man scent, and then her nose was buried in a warm, full scrotum, her tongue flicking and caressing.