Thank God I only wore high heels. I was a goddess, but I was a semi-illiterate, sex-starved, possessed goddess. I ran my hand along the "Tyler's Littl...e Cocksucker" tattoo, studying it very closely. Was this it? Was this going to be the rest of my life? Would the high point of my entire existence be the night I was gangfucked by a dozen or so men?"Let's go," I heard Bambi say."Come on, Jenny," Kitty called from the door. "Mr. Reeve is probably already mad at us."Hesitating for only one more. Me:- okay chal mere piche bethegi tu to hi marunga !!Sheena:- (darr te hue beth gai bike pe) me gir gai to tu gaya.Mene apni bike ko thoda age le gaya building se door aur jese wheelie maari to mese vo ese chipak gai k uske nipples ko me apni back pe feel kar sakta tha. Uske soft boobs itne bade the ki kya batau.Fir mene use kaha ki maza aya na????Sheena:- ha yaar baut maza aya.Me:- dekha kar diya na.Sheena:- chal 1 aur chij kar, tune jo mereko wheelie karwai hai uske liye thank you samaj. .. "...OOOOOO!" She awoke with a start, quickly looking around her, seeing that all was normal, as it should be. It was only a dream, in fact, the same nightmare she'd had several times recently. There was no TV, no baseball game, and no fog turning thousands of men and women into slaves. "Thank the Master," she sighed, for though a Bassae was loyal, she could be jealous of her position. As she arose, she glanced around the small chamber. The room could hold all the Bassae in existence, all. Nice. I could feel it press in slightly, pull back out, press in slightly more, pull back, and again, and again. I was thankful that he was not just shoving it in and r****g me like I was some loose whore. Over and over he did this until I could feel his pubes on my cheeks, then I knew he was all the way in. “see, nothing to it” he said and began to pump me slowly.Jenny was looking at Randy pumping me while Sandy was laboriously licking Jennys delicious pie. I was close to Jenny and began.