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I just prayed for the lube to kick in and let the pain die off. It felt like forever, but eventually the pain receded and my breathing began to regulate. My eyes were still closed and I let the sheets out of my mouth. A hand grasped my hair and pulled my head from the mattress. With almost no force, a cock pushed past my slack jaw and penetrated my throat. The smooth skin that pressed against my nose told me it was John. He held my entire head’s weight as he began to thrust. My ass slowly changed from stinging pain to dull pleasure and soon the two cocks synchronised their thrusts. It was excruciatingly slow, both in, both out, but it felt wonderful. A third rod, I presume Steve’s as it was only semi-erect, soon found its way into my right hand. I tried to pump it in time with the other two as they sped up their assault. Tears fell from my eyes, not from the deep throating but from the sheer frustration coming from my pussy. No one could see though because my matted and tangled hair fell over my face. Click, click, click. A hand placed itself on my abdomen and worked its way lower. It brushed my clit only for a fraction of a second. The scream to leave my throat must have felt good because John moaned immediately afterwards. We sped up, my hand pumped as fast as it could and Zhang rammed into me hard. Spit leaked from my mouth as the third fucked me so hard my nose was sore. A hand still occasionally brushed my clit, but it never gave enough contact for release. “Lets soak her,” John said excitedly, followed by a translation from Steve. Zhang pulled out, letting me collapse onto the mattress and started jerking his cock furiously. John withdrew from my throat, holding my head up by a fistful of hair, also pumped himself hard. I kept a grip on Steve’s tool and pumped it with my only remaining energy. All three of them bathed me in cum, coating my face, hair, arm, back ass and thighs. After a few moments of heavy breathing, Master said, Ok, off the bed.” Steve and Zhang climbed from the bed and with a sharp amateur laugh, John let go of my hair. My head dropped to the mattress heavily but I didn’t have the strength to complain. Master lifted his phone and took a picture of my body completely covered in cum. I looked up at him as he took a second photo. “You can buy a souvenir if you’d like.” He smiled. All three men went indian to pick up their clothes, I just let my head drop the mattress again, completely exhausted. I just laid there, completely drained but still horny, as the three thanked Master and left the room. Once alone, he moved quietly up to the bed and softly cupped the side of my face. “Do you want me to fuck you now?” “Please.” Was all I could whimper out. With a disappointed sigh he said. “That’s not the answer I’m looking for.” Then turned away from me, I couldn’t help but sob. He moved to the door and opened it. When I got there, Sammy was already beginning to prepare some food. "Oh, it can't be that bad, can it?" She felt like she couldn’t breathe as he kissed her neck and slowly moved up. “Ok, bring her up here.” “Becky!” she gasped. “Fine,” White Queen snaps, and indian her hands reach for her shoulder straps. Deana ripped out of my pussy, a splash of her jizz landing on my twat and running down to my mother's pussy. Even if she had been cut down at that moment she would almost certainly have been brain dead. Most Fridays I volunteered at a soup kitchen, though it produced far better fare than soup. “Yes, what?” He asked me. “Yes I will cooperate.” I said softly. She drove her nose in deep; she wanted her face soaked. I cracked the door open so I could talk to Duke. Can’t believe what?” but I felt it should be said. Very naughty things, even more so for a girl your age.” Mark takes a swig of his beer. All the way down on him he went, almost gagging himself. When we did go to a pub in town a couple of hours later, all I was wearing was a black dress, collar and shoes. Lights, buttons, operating table where they probe you type deal. Yummy! I couldn’t get over how his cock was still so hard, my aunt was so lucky at having a guy like him with a magic cock like his, l had to make the most of my uncle Robert while l was staying there and as a little extra enjoyment, he did have a very nice tasting spunk as tastes go. Plus he isn’t the most… aggressive person. Before, I likened her to a puppy brought home from amateur a pound and I stick to that assessment for the most part, but she was also like an abused dog who finally found a good home. Then she measured my girth it is 4”. A couple of minutes later they came in and sat down.