She smiled and then had two boys hand out shiny, new combination locks with blue dials. Then she showed the class how to open them, holding up one to ...demonstrate. All the locks had a tag attached with the combination stamped on it. “Spin the dial to the right a couple of times and then stop at the first number,” she said. “Got that? OK, now turn it the other way, back past the first number and stop at the second number. Everybody there? Now turn it to the right, clockwise, to the third number. When she'd been equipped with half a dozen cocks, all spewing semen at the same time, she'd felt torn apart inside and it had seemed that she'd emptied another part of herself--of her soul--with each ejaculation. By the time she'd stopped spurting semen from all those cocks, she'd been exhausted. This time, though, with Charisma doing all the work, she was able to retain her strength and, yes, to enjoy herself, as her hostess had recommended that she try to do.In unison, Charisma's four pricks. She grunted and wiggled her ass, griping his cock with her pubic muscles. ‘Don’t hold back. Fuck me harder.’ Joe pulled out and prepared for a deeper plunge. He grabbed a handful of her long blond hair and plunged into her. He yanked her head back, using her hair like a bridle and rammed in and out of her relentlessly. ‘Ohhhh fuck yeah! Ride me! Uhhhhmmmm! Uhhhhh! Ohhhhh-Shit!’ Shawna groused and pushed against him like a bitch in heat. Her ass bumped backwards against his pelvis with each. They thought they were all losers, and you know. Ronnie’s not the most stable guy in the world, when it comes to jobs and such. Dad would have been throwing that in your face all the time. I know it hurts, but it’s better off this way. At least you have good memories of him, and he is a great guy, underneath. He was my best friend for a lot of years, until mom exiled him from the place.”I cried on Jim’s shoulder that day. I cried on my grandmother’s lap that night. I cried on Jim’s new.