I could feel a crushing weight on top of me. I struggled to open my eyes and there was Brandon, his neck covered with a white bandage. He was still ra...ping me, I realized. I felt raw and sore inside and every thrust of his cock was agony."Umm, you're not a bad fuck when you're unconscious," Brandon told me with glee. "If you want to wiggle about, though, that's alright."I struggled to speak, but my head ached too much and then darkness fell on me again. I don't think I was out long, Brandon was. “Are you okay?” I asked.She pulled back and pointed over my shoulder. I turned around to see two guys standing next to the car door with their cocks in their hands and masturbating furiously. They must have had a grandstand view of my gaping wet pussy as I bent forward with my tongue in Tracy’s.“It’s alright, I have locked the doors,” I said.Now, I am a bit of an exhibitionist and despite my highly aroused state, I could have gone higher.“Would you like to give them a show?” I asked. He made himself some toast, then turned on the local news. He didn't recognize the newsreader, she must have been new, but he already hated her. She was an attractive young blonde lady, smartly dressed with her hair tied up in a bun. Under her white blouse, John could see she had very large breasts. "I wish her blouse would pop open, that would show her she's not better than me." He thought to himself. Almost instantly, all the buttons on the lady's blouse gave way, exposing a white bra. She. I offered him a pair of mine but I said I only hadthe speedo brief type if that was ok. He said that he had never worn thembefore but that he would give them a try.I passed him a pair of black high cut speedos that I thought would fit himgiven that we were about the same size. I expected him to take them backto his room to change but instead he just dropped his shorts and boxersright in front of me. He was not ashamed at all to be naked in front of meand I could see why - his thick cock was.