To start off with I had visions of burglars coming in and raping me. Fear of the place catching fire. You name it; every bad scenario went through my head. Eventually I calmed down and before I knew it I was fast asleep. The next thing I knew was a hand was sliding up my leg. I tried to shout to Ryan to tell him to blowjob stop teasing me and fuck me. The hand slid all over my body, except for my tits and pov pussy, for ages. I started getting hot and wet. Then it stopped and there cumshot was nothing for ages. Then it started again. This time my tits and pussy weren’t ignored. The hand teased and squeezed and flicked and rubbed and poked. My massage AF was close to a 10. The hand kept going and took me over the edge. I felt my back and butt lift off the bed as the spasms took control of me. Just as I was starting to calm down the hand started again. It worked its magic and I was getting close again. But this time it stopped just before I was petite about to cum and then I felt the bed move and the insides of my thighs felt someone’s bare legs. “At last, Ryan’s going to fuck me.” I thought. And get fucked I was, that cock pounded in and out of me for ages before it emptied its load into me. That hot feeling of a cock cumming inside me made me cum as well. She knew he would never do anything to hurt her. After that I’m not telling what I’ve dreamed up. She peered up at us and noticed Monet was holding my hand. “Or perhaps she’s just self-aware enough to know how to keep from changing.” Angela suggested, “Maybe she makes these miniature realms to alleviate the strain before it consumes her. “Nothing really,” she replied. “Count to massage ten for me baby, I am nearly petite there, so close,” he tells me. He swung overhand, and I stepped into the blow, letting it pass over me at the last second. "Oh God, her pussy's so tight!" the third man said, and quickened his blowjob pace. I stroked through my bush to find my vulva. Michael gently pulled her pretty silk panties back into place over her messy cunt, pov then he picked her up in his arms and carried her in the cradle position to the couch in the living room. “Remember boys, no looking.” I said and got on with shampooing my cumshot hair, but I kept my eyes open. She giggled.