So whereas guy number one wanted to move things along slowly, guy number two had no intentions of hanging around. I’d barely even started my blowjob routine when he was already asking to fuck me.
Again, I wasn’t going to complain about having to skip ahead to getting fucked. Hell, I didn’t even complain when he “accidentally” stuck it in my ass. Whatever…. after one false-start I was finally getting fucked so surely the night was now back on track? Right?
I wish… After just a minute of furiously thrusting away, he groaned “shit, I’m gonna cum!”. With a sigh, I begrudgingly took a shot of cum in the face but my heart sank at the realisation that guy number two had pleasured me even less than guy number one. What a let down…
I slipped back into my skirt and having abandoned my quest to find my thong (I suspect guy number one kept it as a souvenir), I started to head for the door when I encountered guy number three.
In the blink of an eye, I was on my back, taking his cock in my throat and then unbelievably I heard those words again… “I’m gonna cum!”
Aaaaaargh!!! Really?! What the fuck?!
And just like that, guy number three was blowing his load on me. As soon as he was done, I was heading straight for the door before any more guys could grab me and leave me completely unsatisfied. What a disaster…
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