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Beer And PussyBois Part 2I posed a frightened expression to get them even more riled up and quickly I was surrounded. Hands began grasping at me. A spank on my bunns. Fingers in my hair. Bulges began forming. I, of course, was locked in a CB-6000. One of them forced me to my knees while another pulled on my arms putting me in doggie. That's when the unmistakeable sound of flies unzipping filled the room. My legs were spread wide by a set of knees behind me, a large cock displayed in front of my face as the tip of another brushed against my hole from behind."Suck it Escort Bayan bitch."Just as I took the cock in my mouth I was entered from behind."Damn, I love fucking this tight ass. I never get tired of it."He picked up the pace, fucking me with a steady rhythm as I sucked on the cock in front of me. I knew exactly how each one of these men liked to be pleased and I made sure they enjoyed my specialized and thoroughly practiced talents. Tongue twirls on the underside of the tip followed by another plunge down the shaft working in unison Bayan escort with the thrusting of the one fucking me."That's it, Faggot."The others looked on, waiting their turn. This was going to go on all night and well into the morning. These men were always filled with maximum testosterone."When he's done I'm gonna fuck you so hard, Fag." One of them said."While you suck my Fat Boy." They all laughed while I ran my small lips up and down the current cock in my mouth.Explosion."My turn."I could barely take a breath before the first Escort cock was replaced by another. I could tell the one fucking me was also close to eruption. His pace and heavy breathing was at full force. I gently tugged on the new cock in my mouth, just the way he loved it. One of my heels fell off due to the overwhelming thrusts. Then he too finished, pulled out and was replaced. Double teamed take 2.On and on. Over and over. And finally when the last two were finished some three hours later the first two were ready to start again. It was the same every weekend. And now they made me come over on Wednesdays too. I knew it wouldn't be long till they had me just move in and this would go on all day, all night, every day.Two weeks later I got the phone call . . ."Pack your bags, Faggot. We're coming to pick you up."© ambersville.com