I was however, cursed with the ginger gene. XXX He did this two more times, on the last pill he slid his finger as deep as his hand would let him, wriggling it about inside me. “Bark like a dog” Tyrese said, laughing at himself. He somehow manoeuvred two of his fingers inside my velvet box at the same time and went to town on me as the other 3 looked on, stroking themselves and laughing. “She’s all yours.”
They then spent the better half of an hour, taking turns fucking my mouth and throat while I stroked and tugged two others. “So…” I cleared my throat, “So… Who’s Jerome and who’s Tyrese?” It just came out, I didn’t know what else to say at that point.
