Do you just want my cock he says, should I just fuck you like a whore?Are you just a cheap slut who wants to be fucked, fucked by cocks, hard and way ...up in your wet pussy?Yes, I moan, give me so much cock that I can't get up.Take care what you want, he says, do you really want you to be fucked, to be sprayed with cum?Cum all over your doll face, your tits and your wet willing pussy. Cum oozing out of your ass and cunt?Is that what you want?I can feel my pussy completely wet and my juices. Put it down your fucking throat, you slut." Daddy ordered. "And don't you fucking stop until my balls hit your fucking chin." Like a good little girl, I did just what I was told. I put the entire nine inches down my throat and gagged a little going down. "Oh god. yeah, you are a good little slut." Daddy moaned. As I bobbed my head up and down on Daddy's thick member, Sir bent down and started licking my asshole, spreading my ass cheeks with both hands. I let up off of Daddy's cock and gasped. Janet looked up and smiled impishly, "That was the best meal I've had all day."Rob pulled Janet up by her arms and planted a kiss on her lips. He embraced her tightly so that his cock was trapped between their stomachs. He placed one hand behind her head and the other firmly on her ass cheek. He whispered into her ear, "You are so God damned sexy. I just look at you and I want to cum."He lifted Janet off her feet and laid her out on the bed so that her legs were dangling off the edge. Rob. Patricia and I were so close, our friends joked that we were married, which was why I felt no shame in admitting my situation to her. Fortunately, we were alone in the auditorium. Screaming in the auditorium after school was what a lot of the student in Drama Workshop or Drama Club did to relax. Curtis--our moronic drama coach--encouraged it during class. Patricia and I agreed that the real motivation behind the encouragement was not really to "help us relax", but to hear some interesting.