I bet you don't even drink water anymore."I jokingly shook a water bottle at her from the edge of my desk as Tommy and Shea gollumfed by down the rise...rs."Hey" Hey" we replied.I hated having to socialize all the time because of cheering. I hated when the team and every other male within a dog's call came to watch us practice. Sherrie loved it.She hated sitting through the games, she wanted to be socializing and showing off.I yawned and rubbed at the back of my hand.It felt a little dry so I took. After a few moments, he withdrew his cock until just the head remained in my mouth only to roughly force it back down into my throat. The more he did it, the more saliva I produced, lubricating my throat and making it easier for him until finally, he was able to slide his cock from just inside my mouth to all the way down into my throat in one smooth and continuous stroke. From that day on, it became our favorite technique. I loved the sensation of his thick cock expanding and filling my throat. The windows almost always had a thin layer of condensation on the inside and our landlord was a pervert, but it was home.“How was it?” said Bec. Her pyjamas were covered in pink sheep and she looked at least ten years younger than she was; her flawless dark brown skin was completely unlined. She worked as a teacher at the local primary school. “How many times?”“Christ. Is nothing sacred around here?” They stared at me and shook their heads in unison. “Fine. Four times.”“Four!” Claire pretended. .. and they did.I got gang-banged and I loved it; I only wish I had been sober enough to fully appreciate it. They must have lifted me up or helped me up because I ended up on Andy's bed. I'm pretty sure everyone was watching as they fucked me ... it didn't feel private at all ... and I know I took one guy in my mouth and another in my pussy more than once.I know, you warned me last time. I think you hinted I might get raped ... but this was totally consensual and sensual ... LOL. No regrets (.