The fact they had decided to sit with her made her feel like there was an unspoken competition, like winning a car by being the last one with their hand on it, only in this case the prize was her cunt. Eventually after they had all eaten Brandon collected the plates and took them to the kitchen to clean. Pressed between the two other men Tegan couldn’t help to feel a bit sleepy, particularly in the prolonged silence. It seemed to her as if something should happen, with everyone awkwardly avoiding addressing the elephant in the room. Presumably, they wanted to have some alone time with her, but just didn’t know how to go from here to there with everyone just hanging out together. By that same token she didn’t want to get up and leave in case that made things weirder. So, she dozed off, at least mostly. She was vaguely aware of the noises in the warm room. The TV japan babbling to itself with a rerun of some sitcom, the clinking of dishes and utensils in the sink from the kitchen. She was vaguely aware she was leaning on Sam and felt his rough hands gently lower her across his lap where she promptly curled up on her side, her feet draped across Angus’ lap, where she fell into a deeper snooze and the background noise of the room faded away. A short while later, she guessed, she gradually began to rouse from her little sleep, feeling someone caressing her cheek and hair. As she sleepily opened her eyes she was slightly asian startled, but unsurprised to find a cock japanese in her face. Sam was stroking her temple with one hand and using the other to hold his semi-erect dick and move it from side to side, the head grazing across her cheek and lips. She didn’t need to look up at him to know what kind of expression he probably had on his face or ask for confirmation. The kind of guy who’d rub his cock on a sleeping girl’s face expects only one thing, though in the vast majority of cases he’d be less likely to get that than say, criminal charges. She shifted her legs a little to adjust her position and realized her feet were still in Angus’ lap. So she had an audience for this? She doubted he was giving this anything but his full attention. Where was Brandon then? The kitchen noises were no longer present. Was he in the room, watching as well? Unlikely. She imagined Sam waited until exotic Brandon retired from his room before pulling his stunt. Well, no sense lying there taking offense. Almost dreamily she closed her lips over the swelling knob caressing her and begin to swirl her tongue around the tip, massaging him with her lips as he hardened more in her warm mouth. Once he grew to full hardness she shifted her position slightly and Sam began to grope her chest through her baggy t-shirt, hunting out her hard little nipples with her fingers and caressing them through the soft material. Tegan brought her hand up and closed her fingers around the base of his shaft, holding him steady as she began to move her head back and forth, a smooth flowing motion, letting her lips do most of the work as she applied a gentle suction, her pale cheeks hollowing each time she drew back towards the tip. Meanwhile a chuckle from Angus reminded her of her existence and she squirmed her feet in his lap, feeling a distinct bulge with her toes. She assumed he was intently watching her blowing Sam though she was slightly surprised by the fact this was just a thing they were cool with. Had they discussed it while she snoozed or did Sam just pull out his cock with no warning and Angus was going along with it? She braced one foot under Angus’ bulge and idly stroked the other across the top. Maybe, she thought as she started using her hand to follow her lips along Sam’s saliva-slick shaft, this was their way of testing the waters, to gangbang see if she’d be down for a three-way. What even counted as one anyway? Did this count, with one cock in her mouth and another between her feet, or did both dicks need to be inside her? She moved her mouth to the underside of Sam’s prick and looks up at him as she nibbled the fleshy frenulum area with her lips as she used her hand to stroke him. Or not ever?” “Aaaaand I sorta let her play with them. You have no choice; no choice AT ALL!” he japanese ordered firmly, not looking at her, at all. Two men wearing balaclavas are pulling out weapon crates from the japan damaged vehicle, while another one shoots into the clothes exotic stalls of a nearby store. She said she was. You don't move it away. I turned another girl this morning too." It's not real.” For a moment I thought my gangbang father had changed his mind, but then he walked into the kitchen, poured himself a glass of asian scotch, and barely glanced at me standing by the couch. I’d laugh if the true reason wasn’t so dire. Floyd was pushed out of the way as one of the audience members left the table. I reveled in the dirty flavor mixing with his salty passion.