The room had been set up as it would be for a fuckfest except for the factthat there was only one air mattress had been set up. I sat on it andfaced a... parade of cocks for the next hour. Dicks were stuck in my face andmouth as my co-workers introduced me to womanhood. Only Monique shot aload as she of course could practically cum on cue. The load ruined mymake-up but that was of no great concern. What really turned me on waswhen I looked around at the cocks that were all covered with my. Remember, most houses only had one TV, a VCR if you were wealthy (Tims parents were), there were no cellphones and no internet. Most families didn't even have a computer. Our families both had BBC Micros as they were the popular school computers of the time where we lived. It would have been after midnight when we crept downstairs but not before Tim made a trip to the laundry. I was puzzled at this move as we were planning on coming home with something different but it soon made sense."I'm. I sense, rather than see Mike standing behind Paul, lubing his ass to make entry for Mike’s questing cock in it’s newest favorite sanctum. And I feel Paul’s growing acceptance and enjoyment in providing Mike such a snug harbour. I sense it in the way that with his cock in my man, Paul's cock in me moves differently - almost like caressing and massaging the inside walls of my passage, rather than racing for the end of the tunnel. We go on like this for a very long time, no urgency, no high. Would I ever ask anything of you that you could not deliver? Is this how you regard me? How you thank me for taking you away from your miserable life? I hate this, this way you degrade yourself. Stop it! Stop distrusting me, you ungrateful bitch. Look at yourself. Look at your smeared face. Look at the running mascara, the snot dripping from your nose. STOP IT NOW!!"To underline her words she shook the girl severely. She made her free tits bounce inside the dress. The blonde curls danced around.