I could bed my knees which only meant the men were about to take turns to ram me in missionary position. I heard foot steps and the men came into the ...room each looking ready to do whatever they had in mind to do to me. I was still a bit dizzy but I was ready to submit myself. The thought of being used by these men excited me. Raymond positioned himself in between my legs. He rubbed his penis to get himself erect and then slapped his manhood on my clit. I could feel his penis grow increasingly. I had surround-sound speakers and sound-proofed walls.“Alexa,” I called out, “Turn down the lights.”Almost immediately, the overhead lights dimmed.Roxanne looked up at the lights.“Nice,” she replied, plopping unceremoniously down on to the couch. She kicked off her shoes and pulled her legs up under herself. She pulled at the band that held her ponytail in place, allowing her hair to fall softly on to her shoulders. She shook her head from side to side, then asked, “Are you going to stand. I could feelhow close my hands were to the soft womanly curves. I could feel herboobs hanging just in front of me. And her pussy, it felt like it was onfire, the heating burning it's way through my my clothes to my cock. Iremembered what it was like to touch a woman in that most intimate wayand I wanted it, I wanted to feel that feeling again.But then one evening it happened. We hugged. Nothing more, just thatsisterly hug but as we pulled apart we kissed. The briefest of kisses,almost like our. It was the best she could do with her mouth full of cock."That's a good girl. Now, let's get things rocking."Dave began thrusting his hips forward and pulling face her to him, burying her nose in his pubic hair, fucking her pretty little mouth. Rebecca had no problems giving blow jobs. She never had. She had always refused to let Dave cum in her mouth, though, which pretty well shot down any thought of swallowing. Dave had always thought watching a girl swallow his cum would be real erotic..