You can feel me start to tense and then the hand pushing you down on me. You need air. I hold you there for another few seconds. Panicking but just ab...out trusting. Another few seconds. You need my cum quickly. Pressing another finger against me and then you feel it. I force myself to stand and you manage to take a breath as my third load of the night spurts onto your face. Hitting your cheek, the second in your mouth. Your fingers still working on me and you lean forward determined to swallow. . pushing in a bit more, so with his next push I rammed my butt hard against his cock, yowie that hurt as it went in, he held still, pain turned to plessure quickly as I worked him, soon I could feel his balls slapping my arse, he was now pounding me fully.The guy under me slide his cock back in my pussy, they worked their magic in me,, John pushed his cock in my mouth asking me how that was, I mumbeled great as I took them both deep in me,, it wasnt long before I could feel them change speed,. So, I took out the new dress and looked at it one again before slipping into it. I arranged the split on my leg as best I could, not to expose too much, then pulled the spaghetti strapped tank over my head and down as far as it went. Because of my ample pulling it up a bit, I was showing some skin between my belly button and the hem of the skirt. There was no amount of putting down at it that would fix it and I most certainly wasnt going to pull the skirt up, as it was too short anyway. I. “Nooo,” I shot back sternly, then softened, “Please don’t do that, just. . .help me.” She looked at me concerned and nodded saying softly, “Okay, where else does it hurt.” “Everywhere,” I replied. I don’t think she knew where else to try to help so she kept working on my lower lip and I could feel the swelling going down some and it seemed to stop bleeding. After she got my lip cleaned up pretty well she looked at me and said, “You have blood all over that blouse, let’s get you changed.” .