Kyle, Matt, Ryan and Evan were especially in awe, having never seen such a sight in real life before. The rest of us, of course, were entirely aware o...f Jessie's capabilities, and the newbies were about to see much more.Once she was settled on our cocks, her feet dangling over the floor, Jessie cried out with excitement, her face beaming. Moe and I solidified our grip on the babe and then began to lift her up and lower her back down, sliding her up and down our shafts, which went in and out of. Entering the room, she knew something was wrong.“Did he hurt you?” My silence was all the answer she needed.That night he came to my room again. She was asleep in the bed beside mine, unaware until she heard my soft crying after he left. She climbed into bed with me and held me as I shook. This became our ritual until we reached 18. By then she had gotten a job and saved up enough money to get a small apartment. We finally moved out and got away from him. But I still cried every night, shaking,. "Ms. Marin, I need to speak to you." He was pissed, frustrated, and impatient, but still composed. "I gave you explicit directions to pull the music for the pianist and place it in the orchestra pit for Dr. Nyugen. Now the pianist is there but Dr. Nyugen has informed me the piano music is missing. You do realize our performance starts in thirty minutes?" His voice was as sharp as a blade slicing through butter and Kristine felt on the verge of tears.Kyle was worried for her. He had never heard. The "Grand Canyon" suite was playing. Nothing like the theme song of the "Lone Ranger" being played as he enjoyed a virgin.He entered the room that Tricia was in. After locking the door, he disrobed. He ran his fingers up and down his thick, seven-inch cock. Certainly, it was nothing that would scare the average woman. He was proud of it. The last white woman that he had fucked was a divorced gal, who had never had children. She had told him that she loved his thickness in her. All he had to do.