Right in the front of the room by the door they all started undressing Roxi. Roxi wore a tight fitting bra that barely held her 38DD breasts. She also... wore a thong that left nothing to the imagination. One of the firls in the group dropped to her knees and started to eat out Roxi. One of the guys bent her over and started to have Roxi suck his cock while another guy slid his cock in to Roxi's pussy. I couldnt believe this, right by the front door this was all happening. Well, seeing that I lost. The guy looked at me, scanning me up and down. He didn't seem surprised, shocked, or disgusted. Quite the opposite."Would you invite me in, please?" he asked.His voice was rich, deep, and had the essence of manliness. He was wearing designer jeans, black shoes, a sharp button down shirt, and an expensive leather jacket. Needless to say, judging strictly by his clothes, he wasn't a poor person by any means.I wasn't terribly tall, only 5'7" and just over 6" when wearing heels. This gentlemen. Foreign looks to me I may add - could I be more humiliated? Keep reading.Marek then twisted and pulled on those sensitive pink nipples that I had barely enjoyed, too sensitive Katlin had always told me, as his hips sped up.Marek's orgasm wasn't nearly as dramatic as Katlin's, yet it was obvious of his pleasure. A long string of pearl coloured liquid shot out and landed upon my wife's face, from her forehead to her chin on her left side. The next shot couldn't be seen, since Katlin leaned. “Wow,” he managed as soon as the vehicle began rolling forward slowly.“Are you okay?” Aron seemed worried a little, but his eyes remained focused on the road ahead, his hands flexing on the wheel.For some reason, Carter’s eyes remained glued to those hands. There was something about Aron’s hands he had always liked. It was like you knew you could depend on the guy just by looking at his hands, and nothing else.“Not really. Those hounds out there,” he grimaced and pulled his jacket closer, “were.