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DayDreamingDayDreaming———-Sitting at my desk staring blankly out the window into the yard, I barely heard the voices around me. People were chattering endlessly, asking questions, which no one cared if they were answered, making comments that I did not hear. Mechanically, I must have been responding as no one was complaining although I could not have told you what the response was or to what I had responded. Everything was a blur.In my mind’s eye, I was naked and kneeling. The surroundings were unfamiliar to me beyond it was, or seemed to be, a small room. I think there was a doorway and windows but there were bodies all around, bodies with cocks of all sizes. Some were standing straight out, long and pointed, others were barely more than lumps of flesh and hair. There was what I perceived as a line, one after another, men stood waiting, some talking and all of them looking at me with lust in their eyes.My hands were caressing my body, light touches, arms crossed touching my shoulders. Slowly the fingertips moved downward circling the outlines of my breasts. Perspiration under the fleshy mounds, my areoles had shrunken to half-dollar size and kar┼č─▒yaka escort my nipples were taunt and pointed. Everyone’s eyes were following my hands eagerly as they moved further and further down my body and lingered on my pubic area, hoping my fingers would follow the thin landing strip of hair further. They were not disappointed as my fingers began to engage my labia, moving with skill, touching them. It was only moments before the glistening moisture of my sex was visible reflecting the sunlight as if a mirage had appeared, shimmering, fading in and out; my fingers continued my personal pleasures. I must have beaconed the onlookers closer, inviting them to touch and explore. I felt many hands on my body, some soft and others rough, moving everywhere. The space around me was filled with naked flesh. I remained, allowing and enjoying the feelings that were sweeping over me. My breasts were squeezed and pressed hard and I felt fingers other than my own begin exploring my pussy, fingers going between my labia and into my sex. My eyes remained open, looking around but still not recognizing or caring what was happening escort kar┼č─▒yaka to me.The cocks of the unknown men were everywhere, on top of my head, in my hair, touching my cheeks, my breasts and side, most were damp with cum. I parted my lips and one entered my mouth. I could see his hairy cock begin slipping in and out of my mouth, my tongue licking at its tip as it entered and on it’s underside as it thrust deeper and deeper until it was in my throat. I did not gag as it hit the back of my throat as I relaxed my muscles; I felt it slip deeper down my throat until his whole length was enveloped. My breathing had become ragged and labored. I reached up and caressed the hairy balls hanging at my chin, squeezing them, prodding them, wanting their release deep in my throat. I felt the hot cum pour from his cock into the back of my throat and I pulled his balls forcing him deeper if that was possible allowing his spunk to squirt time after time. Swallowing was a foregone conclusion; it was already down my throat. As he pulled himself free, his cock was wet and a small strand of sperm was visible coming from his tip, kar┼č─▒yaka escort bayan and I licked it off releasing his balls.Pushing him back out of the way, another cock began slipping into my mouth and I eagerly opened my lips inviting this guy in as I had the first one. The crowd could see my cheeks bulge as he entered and there was no doubt in anyone’s mind that I was sucking like a vacuum cleaner wanting him deeper in my mouth and throat. I could hear the din of the crowd cheering on each man as they took turns fucking my mouth, cumming deeply in my throat.I felt the hands get rougher, the fingers begin to penetrate my pussy, some fingers pulling my labia open, while others pushed in as I continued to suck man after man, taking all comers, and all were welcomed to cum down my throat. I have no idea how many men there were, or how many I had sucked off; I just keep going. My mouth and lips were being continually used for the pleasure of the men, but of course, I too, was pleased having orgasm after orgasm. “Frolic! Frolic; give me that pen before you choke yourself on it. People have to sign in and you are chewing it like a dog’s rawhide bone,” dad spoke urgently. Shaking his head at me as I fluttered my eyes several times, pulled the pen from my mouth and handed it to him.”Sorry, I was somewhere else, deep in thought,” I said dreamily. “I can only hope it happens againÔÇŽ err, I mean, here’s the pen,” wiping my saliva off the pen.

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