And here I was lying in bed in an apartment I didn’t recognize, sandwiched between two young black men who I hardly knew.“Claire, wake up.”I mus...t still be dreaming. It sounded like Jason’s voice. I turned to look where the voice was coming from, and I saw Jason’s handsome tattooed face. Surely this was a dream, my sub-conscious trying to provide some succor in my time of need.But a hand was physically shaking me. “Claire, it’s me, Jason. Wake up, honey.”As the last remnants of my sleepiness. "You are a nice cocksucker, babe…” He moaned.I just looked up at him into his eyes while his cocked pumped in and out of my mouth. After a few strokes he pulled out.He made me lie back on the bed with my legs spread and he started going down on me. His tongue flicked over my clit slowly, then down into my spread pussy, then further down, in my asshole.My pussy was wetter than I could ever remember.He ate me for a few more minutes until I told him I was going to cum, so he stopped and made me. “Come on! Like you mean it!”I started spanking her ass as she thrust down onto me. We both were moaning and making movements on the bed. My other hand moved up her torso to fondle her breasts. I started lightly pinching her nipples, which caused her to moan louder.We continued fucking until Akanksha switched positions. She lay on her back, and I crawled between her legs.“Grab my legs and put them on your shoulders.”I lifted them up and positioned my dick at her pussy. I slid the tip up and down. She pouted when she saw that there was barely two ounces of milk left, splashing it lightly around the jug to show Carla. Carla shrugged and glanced around. The light from the fridge fell on the nearby counter, illuminating half a dozen bottles of wine with varying amounts left inside. Ana and Carla exchanged glances. Before Ana could speak, Carla had already grabbed one bottle and hefted it to see how much it contained. Using the same hand, grabbed a second by the neck, then scooped Ana’s hand.