So he’s married? I wonder what the woman would say if she knew the atrocities her husband allowed to happen to another female. One left. The blond man is preparing himself, knotting his hand in my hair, so I know what he intends. “Please!” I sob to him. “Not my Reflex. I’ll go along with whatever you want. Just not my Reflex.” At first when he takes his turn he’s not quite ready to penetrate. He likes my breasts and plays with them, feeling their weight and pulling at my nipples while I’m forced to kiss him as though I’m his girlfriend. I go along with this, doing everything I can to please in case it deters him from the trigger of my hair. I’m counting the times my Reflex has been activated, wondering if it’s already been enough for the color of my markings to start to change. How many now? Once with Klink and three from these guys already. Groping me and kissing me makes blond-stubble hard enough asian to be ready to enter, and he steers me back onto my belly on the bed. indian I’m not resisting any more, but he triggers my Reflex again anyway, moments before he cums inside my ass with a grunting climax. I think he does it because he know it’s the last thing I want. I am empty. Blackness. The dark haired one, he who took me first is already aroused again. I’m made to kneel and take his penis in my mouth this time. Cowed by the direst threats of punishment with the egg or the Reflex if I even touch him with my teeth, I work my tongue and lips to bring him to full hardness. This is the first time I’ve tasted a man’s cock. They’re so disgusting I have to fight the urge to retch. Dark-hair didn’t think it necessary to clean himself after his first conquest of me, so his stale dick is flavored amateur semen, my blood and the foul taste of my own backside. It pleases him to see me react to what I’m enduring, so I’m forced to keep my gaze directed humbly up at him the whole time, never breaking contact. "What did you do?" How are you doing my darling?” I ask her as we pull into the restaurant parking lot. We didn't believe it then, but we believe it now. ~~~~~The End~~~~~ Later, the crowd was starting to thin out and I was back talking to Rich, when he asked me if he could get a ride home; Phil and indian Laurie lived the opposite way and he was on my way, so sure. The anticipation and not knowing was getting me even more excited. 'And then' she asked. Mom struggled to remain quiet amateur as I rammed my dick down her throat. I was in the seventh circle of Hell reserved for those who hated office work. I think you've forgotten how screwed I am," said Elise. "Oh fuck," Evan grunted. December 11th - Afternoon “She laughed quietly, ‘Nope, just a asian baby smooth bottom.’