It started off with shock. Lauren's body pressed hard to the wall in a futile attempt to adjust around the arm locking up behind her back. She should have screamed. Instead, she growled through clenched teeth in pain and frustration, struggling to push herself back from the wall with her free arm, attempting to roll on her attackers right despite the numbing pain shooting into the other shoulder. Once she would do this, it had to be instantaneous to react, kicking a foot past this person far enough to have the back of their heels cross and connect, push with her still held arm into the person, and let gravity take its course in the slippery environment as they tripped over each other's feet....

... At least, she would have done this. The moment she planted a hand on the wall to push around, she felt a hard rod pressed into now tightening cheeks, and a chest, a full chest, rub up to be squeezed between her and the attacker. That shocked she felt earlier almost did a 360. She smacks her face into the wall, trying to get some ease in her shoulder so she could turn to see who it was, but it was not necessary when that perverted attacker spoke.

"Ruby!!?" She stared at the wall as a hand slipped between the wall and her wet breast, the tip stiffening beneath the palm, causing her chest to shake with an increased pace of breathing... The mind can be a fragile thing when it comes to things unexplained. It tries to cope with the mystery by adding an element of familiarity. Ruby though? Now it sounded like men, voices of people that sounded like she knew them some how, somewhere from a past that was, and now it worked into her mind like a comforting silence. She continued to stare at the wall. Was she about to be violated? Is she experiencing some kind of trauma from coming into the showers? Is Ruby really a shemale? How did men get in here? Where were the other students that showered earlier? What was she doing? Why did she suddenly feel pain in her mouth?

The red head stuck out her tongue and bit into the sensitive appendage with full force. If her mind was too preoccupied to understand what was going on, then her subconscious was going to take over and kick her ass in gear with the only part of her that could inflict enough of a sting to smack her awake. Blood trailed down her chin as she relaxed her jaw, opening her mouth to let out a scream, but not before something clamped around feeling the inside of her mouth. At first, she thought that Ruby was keeping her quiet, but the fingers in her mouth were feeling around her injured tongue as if to be sure what Lauren did was not serious, causing her to grimace and gag during the probing. How did she notice?

“Ta dah!” Her question confirmed as so many things had been racing through her head. An incident from the past coming to life, no, this was different yet familiar at the same time. Her other arm grabbed now and locked behind her back in similar fashion she was pulled away from the wall and force t look at the men who had just arrived.

The one that had prodded her mouth had been glancing at bloody fingers that he leaned off with his towel revealing his erect status. He was familiar, it made no sense as to why or how he was hear now but she wasn't given time to think about it as a breast was sized and squeezed roughly.

A thumb traced over that erect nipple while a mouth began consuming the other for the time being. One of the men had been searching for her clit all the while. She could hear some sort of discussion as to who should take her first, which hole, that sort of thing.

All the while she felt the poke of this scepter against her. “Should we put on a show for them? Or are you eager to get started? Which hole will be the first one? Not that it matters I suppose, they will all get a workout in time."

Ruby chuckled a bit from behind her. Some of the men had removed their towels beating off and otherwise crowding her as she was held before them. There had to be half a dozen of them most of which were familiar faces from that night in her past.

“See any that you like?” Not that it mattered of course. The one that had been searching for her clit gave up spreading open her flower instead for the others to see as his tongue worked it's magic on her breast.

Lauren spits that taste out of her mouth. Oh no, not the blood, but the man's fingers. Dear God, why the hell was he here? She could repeat this question over and over in her head until it exploded and it won't leave a coherent impression over her shoulders. A semblance of familiar rage built up inside of her. It wasn't the type that regularly associates itself with seeing an old enemy, betrayal, or the prospect of the situation. Nono, the rage was at herself, for getting into a situation like this once more. It wasn't quite what you think either, see, she had been in a fight once, only just once, and that ended up getting her in a rough shape for fighting back. Yes, it was against the opposite genders, but they didn't rape her. It was a real fight. That sort of experience taught her to never make a bad situation worse. This was bad, being in a group of hostile individuals, who so far have an eager attention to her naked form. There was just that instance before to fight back, when she thought that there was only one attacker, but being surrounded, already in their grasp, and literally caught with her pants down... Well, yeah, she isn't going to be winning any ground here.

There is a crick in her jaw from the tension biting down, hard enough to potentially make her gums bleed from the molar pressure, in response of the manhandled mammogram Mr. Fingers just roughly performed. The spring in her jaw eased up after the grip lightened. Now with her breast being sore, a pair of jolts, teased by his thumb and licked within his mouth on the other, those stiff nips become painfully erect. Tingly, like a caress over a sensitive bruise, you don't want to poke it, but the tiniest touch sends a pin needle thin sensation trickling up from the point across your skin. That was exactly how it felt.

Now, as for that hot poker trying to brand her ass, "Rub- Ruby, please. Please stop this." Those awesome legs try to squeeze shut to prevent anymore administration to her sex or further regions in between. That perfectly round ass tenses right up, thrusting her hip forwards when the man relents his quest for that tender button, not progressing very well in avoiding the contact of that cock giving her a wedgie. When this far in a corner, the only thing left to do is squirm under the shower and hope that eventually she could worm her way out of this with as few losses as possible.

“Why?” Ruby grinned. The touching increased as did that sucking on her tit. Strong hands seized her hips from behind so that the man there would have an easier time in taking her when he eventual made his move.

For the moment he didn't allow her to forget about him as his member rubbed between her buns, slowly rutting against her.

Her pussy was being rubbed by a hand, her legs grabbed and pulled further apart as someone mentioned that she was a virgin. Others chuckled.

“Is that true?” Ruby stated though Aegir already knew that answer. He was directing the scene that unfolded before him after all drawing from inspiration.

Ruby moved right in front of her, lips pressed against her own briefly prior to Ruby signaling the men who acted without any verbal cues. She was drawn back, laid on the floor, arms held down, legs spread apart with her breasts being feasted on.

One man grabbed her head after kneeling beside her thrusting his cock into her mouth with unrestrained lust. At that same moment Ruby drew her tongue over the slit of her sex while circling her clit delicately with a finger. The licks continued as she was forced to taste that cock that fucked her mouth. She could hear that man groaning with each trust he made.

“Got to get you ready sweet heart, wouldn't want to chaff our dicks.” She could hear on of the men say as Ruby continued to work her over.

“Why?” For one moment in time, she wanted to be on the side of the men here, watching what was happening, being an audience of this atrocity in motion, not the victim. To see this girl being placed in a helpless position, forced to spread open her most private thoughts, memories, and fears in front of the being orchestrating this entire play. Maybe it would be easier to watch from afar, from above, or through the eyes of these people, not just of the men, Ruby, or Lauren, of all these things crawling, digging, swimming, and flying about the whole island. To witness each intersection that this girl had to choose to cross for her to make it this far into a trap. It is quite a wish she had for that one moment, one that could be felt, seen, heard, tasted, all exposed to the one not just reading into her, but experiencing Lauren in ways to learn how better for him to prepare the next stage of this play.

“Why?” That pair of hazel eyes had welled up with tears before, but the fear, hesitation from violence, anxiety for what will come, panic to those closing in and on her, a lot of confusion mixed in with that terror over who these people were and why they appeared here, now, in a shower much like before, in cahoots with Ruby, playing it all off like one terrible prank gone too far. Now, those eyes, for the one moment they look forwards, vacant. Her mind was elsewhere, tugging on a cord that she wished for, pulled back from this body in an instant, finding the answer that she seeks, but understanding nothing in the process. The imagination of the young, inventing the stage, playing it over in one's third eye, observing how it could, would, should have gone, and yet there is nothing to be answered for how it go on or end.

“Why?” That word repeats itself again and again in her head. “Why?” It continued to beat inside her skull. “Why?” A moment to wish, an instant to see, and now a look back at the past for some kind of response. Ruby isn't a friend. No one here is. Lauren doesn't know the rules to play by and it is obvious she fell into a game that had more complex turns than could be comprehended. Yeah, why should they stop? Let it go on. Teach her to understand. Gain the experience to wish for something better and make it crystal clear what she needs. That is why.

Lauren relaxes under the crazed molesting and suckling of her breast. She even leans her head back a bit, resting the tension in her shoulders, and most surprisingly taking a single step to widen her leg further out. She didn't say anything. Didn't even let it on that there was a change other than the lax in her form. This is why her subconscious took a bite on that tongue of hers. It was to wake her up, shut up, and watch on.

Her eyes roamed over the crowd of men, hearing one say she is a virgin, wondering just which of those decided that was a fact. Turning, facing Ruby, being asked how true that was. Did it matter if she answered that? Probably not. The guy behind her was getting more excited buffering her cheeks apart, rubbing the wet member in ways that obviously motivated him, and only ticking away the time until he could not last much longer. It depended on him if he was going to conclude that final moment outside, up her back, or break her in ways to spill that hot seed inside the bound girl.

Ruby rushed in with those lips, the proximity, and contact of their faces brought those freckled cheeks to a higher hue of red. She didn't sense the men coming onto her until they already laid their hands upon her body to lay out on the slick shower floor. There was little she could see, only those who were immediately around her, spreading her further open, eating up the pleasant taste of her breasts, toying with the flesh of her legs being held away from each other, and getting a load of the way the matching red hairs between her legs, spreading the glistening labia, unveiling the hidden snatch that moments before was getting her pleasure button stimulated.

The vision of what they were doing was interrupted, getting her head pulled back down, held in place, and a pair of strong legs brushing her cheeks to allow a hard member to dock in her mouth. It didn't sit idle in there either. She rolled her eyes up the muscled body, seeing those sturdy abs, chiseled chest, and broad shoulders. She couldn't get to his face, whoever it was, but it didn't matter who it was. All these men were going to have a turn unless they didn't spend their time wisely.

Coughing from the rough treatment of getting her tonsils tickled, but still hearing the men joke, jibe, and threaten her with voiced images of how they plan to spend this night with her in their control. Her thighs and knees jumped, thinking that someone was getting their dick wet on her slick cunny, but the texture was wrong. She couldn't tell it was Ruby licking her, getting it nice and wet, stimulated more than it had been to make this easier. Maybe if she knew, she'd thank her for it. Heh, yeah, right... When this night is over, if she still lived after this, or at least had some kind of freedom to continue, then maybe Lauren could see how best to thank Ruby.

Aegir drank in all those emotions one after the next. He could sense her confusion at how this all unfolded, but it was a deliberate act on his part as it kept her off balance. He saw a bigger picture and already planned well ahead of this moment but did not gloss over this as it was the best part.

The men continued to hold her down. Her tits were sucked, pulled and squeezed. Her mouth made the perfect tunnel for that cock that eagerly took her. Other cocks rubbed against her, eager for their turns.

He could sense the lack of fight in her, that reasoning not to make matters any worse then they already were. A sensible approach since she had no chance, even if these were simply men dealing with her there was no janitor that was going to save her this time.

He would have to dig a bit deeper, perhaps she was more resigned thinking she got lucky last time and was more accepting of things because she was due. It didn't matter to him and since it was more work he didn't go ruffling through her mind.

His tongue flowed up, down and around that slit. While it worked her clit was stimulated and an arm was released only to have it pulled towards a hard cock that plopped into her hand rutting against it. Another guy got the same idea a second later doing the same with the other arm.

Groans echoed in the showers. She was not yet primed fully by Ruby when a throbbing in her mouth could be felt. That man only slapping his cock in quicker only exploding a short time later giving her a taste of that spunk. She did not have to suck down much, the next guy was eager for his turn pulling him away and plugging her lips back up for more of the same.

How often she was made to suck on one cock or another was hard to say. Her hands made sticky from the hand jobs she was forced to give. Her face as well as some of the men pulled out blasting her face. The guys sucking and nibbling on her breast moved aside as Ruby crawled up her body. Hands falling on them now squeezing them as she felt a hardness between her thighs pressing up against her entrance with almost enough force to press in but not quite.

“Having fun? You never answered my question earlier.” The cock in her mouth slid out probably so she could respond. It remained there throbbing before her eyes dripping with her saliva and the cum that had been in her mouth waiting to continue once more.

Lauren's skin prickled with pins and needles up and down her body until the sensation caused her head to feel light. The tongue in her mouth attempted to keep down, but the feel of that rigid flesh driving its way into that oral orifice teased the response to push it aside, trying to dislodge it from its trajectory. The girl's lips were smearing and drooling with the saliva to help, instinctively attempting to let the invasive tool slip down her throat soon as possible, but all it did was make his thick shaft slick and squelch inside of her mouth.

Those round tits were being mauled without much productive results. Or maybe there was? The faces she made didn't appear to be on cue with that dicking around the back of her throat. Her chest is also thrusting up into the air, mayhaps from appearances to struggle against her bound form, but we both know that there isn't any kind of resistance coming from her. Did she want to please these guys? Get them off to get off of her? That is always possible and Aegir can very well detect that she is someone who wanted to get business done and over with. It was a piece of how she learned and played the game. You don't play. You win. That was also her way of leaving people with a good first impression. Ruby didn't appear to be much of a bad player. At least she gave Lauren choices to make. All of this could have been forced upon her with a single road to agonize over how powerless she was to stop it. Instead, she could choose the course, let her mind wonder and wander to the directions it might take.

Since her back was arching up off the floor, it rolled her hips forward a bit, considering she was rather well planted on the floor by her limbs, and caused her to get the guy's nosy nose soaked while he worked on getting back at her good with a smear of his tongue's spit. At that, she almost jumped, would have too, if those arms were released a second sooner. Hazel eyes peer left and right at what in the world was going on next. Okay, so there were a few manhandled cocks eager for a feminine touch. Inwardly, she would have sighed if this was some kind of show. It wasn't. She knew exactly what they wanted and didn't play around with their desires. Those fingers flexed first before wrapping around their eager members. It took a few awkward strokes to get an idea of the kind of rhythm to master their blasters.

Speaking of which, the last guy plastering her face got off. Ruby. 'What did she want now?' she wondered. Another guy was going to land on her before Ruby intervened. Her mouth was free to respond to that question earlier. The round tip of the red head met the excited entrance to her love-channel and it would only be a matter of time before someone was going to seal the tunnel shut with their rod. Lauren took a few seconds to breath in that steamy shower air instead of another man's crotch before deciding. It would be better to have Ruby do it. If one of the men had their way, it would invite danger of becoming pregnant, and that wasn't exactly something she is ready for. Unless Ruby is a guy too? That thing down there certainly felt pretty damn real. Still didn't matter if it was Ruby or another man's due to the simple fact: She's fucked either way.

"Just... Do it," the command leaves her lips before leaving them partly open, looking away from Ruby to the surrounding men, expecting one or another was going to shut her up again, and didn't want to upset one with an accidental bite if they became impatient with the chatty between the two students.

“I take that as a yes,” Ruby grinned given that sort of response. Fingers touched her chin drawing her head back at the same time the latest man meat left her lips reluctantly so that Ruby could peer into those hazel eyes.

She made a shooing gesture and the men devouring her tits backed off allowing her hands to take the place of those tongues. Soft and delicate they moved against her even swirling against those hard peaks as the head of a hard member brushed against her nether lips.

The men at her sides didn't retreat still moving their hard cocks against her palms, groaning as they rutted against them. Aegir drank in the scene and her eyes. Drawing in all that was going through her mind.

“Oh … pregnant? No, you need not worry about that, at least not today.” Her eyes briefly became colorless, pure white then returned to their normal hue just to drink in those thoughts, to let her know that this went well beyond anything she could imagine.

Then a push, that man meat working it's way inside that untried chalice shaping her out around it. There was a moment of pain, a stabbing sensation that eased almost as soon as it came as Aegir manipulated her mind preventing it from firing off those elements responsible of feeling the associated pain.

Though he did not move just yet as if waiting for her to adjust when that was unnecessary. In truth he was drawing in those emotions at the realizations there, but tat wasn't all. He was planning ahead well in advance then began working on other aspects of her mind responsible for generating pleasure increasing it slowly letting that build then starting to move, slow thrusts within her as his balls slapped against her at the pinnacle of each.

Lauren looked back at Ruby the moment her throat was given up on as a goal for that cock-meat to reach. She swallowed, trying to get the taste of flesh out of her mouth, but it didn't seem like a good idea to spit with her captor right in front of her face. Who knew what kind of response that would have?

It is odd how Ruby had so much control over these men. They all followed her without any kind of resistance or even the slightest cue of apprehension coming off of Ruby with this much sexually aroused guys looking for any offered method to get off. That might have been a relief between the redheads, considering that at least there is someone in control of the situation and this not turning into a free-for-all feast upon her flesh. She shuddered a sigh as the few guys left her breasts alone. At least, she managed a sigh from them, but the tune in her breath changed when Ruby grasped a hold of her ample chest.

With her virginal purity about to be tested in a second by Ruby's questing cock, the tension around those two men at her side were given a painful surprised grip. They were treated like handle-bars to brace against the impact of the two women's hips. She gulped soon after that sigh and stared right into Ruby's eyes. 'This is going to be my first time and a woman is going to be the one taking it?' were her thoughts on that matter. Another sigh, this one inward, thinking about how this eventful night is turning out. 'I hope this doesn't make me gay,' inquired the girl to her own sexuality. She rolls those hazel eyes up and closes them, wanting to lay her head back, let this night be over with, or at least this event, but woke up and gazed right back at the fellow redhead.

"What... How di- The fuck is wrong with your eyes?" Now she really had no clue how things were working here. First Ruby has an extra package between those luscious legs, then there are these familiar hot rods surrounding her, there isn't a single quip coming from the other ladies showering in those nearby stalls, and now it seemed that there had been some psychic link flaring among them. Any kind of thought on the subject was abruptly put on pause. Her teeth clenched shut that regularly quiet mouth, the grip on the one man's penis was let go of immediately, ripping her arm away from the men's hold to shoot out around Ruby's shoulders, not to throw off the would-be friend, but out of instinct to hold onto someone who was about to be giving her a once in a lifetime experience. A painful introduction into the pleasures of becoming a woman.

At least, she thought it was going to be painful. The girl certainly looked prepared for it. Instead, the thoughts rummaging through her mind had resumed in a different direction. It was like something guided her on an alternate path by the hand, caring to show her a less hostile road to take, so that she could have a pleasant time as a couple. Even if it is coupling. That still drove her to thinking, 'Don't cum in me.' Lauren kept her gaze locked with Ruby while expecting one of the men to take her arm back from around the leading redhead as a precaution. She didn't even realize it was there until her fingers squeezed the round shoulder of the girl starting to rock into her. Her teeth clenched tighter for a moment longer before letting out a noise like a hiccup, then a slow rhythmic hick turning to a pant, but she refused to moan.

“I wouldn't worry about my eyes” Ruby grinned. Aegir, amused by her thoughts that streamed through her head. Numerous girls became lesbians here seeking out comfort from these horrors Even those that did not encounter them did so for reasons of their own. The lack of other males their age, being drawn to an all girl's school because of their own interests and so on.

Of course he realized that such things in many were temporary or would have been once they returned to normal society. Some merely experimented. While he had some abilities to peer into the future it had been quite some time since he attempted to divine anything.

As old as he was there were so few surprises so why not keep things a little interesting?

The men groaned out painfully but she was not stopped Not being real they were not harmed. Nor did they draw her hand away as Ruby made a gesture to get the pair of them to scoot back. That left them alone for the time.

Leaning down further she suckled a breast then trace her tongue along her nipple. That rod moving slowly as it pressed inside her. There was a little chuckle at her concern about where he came and he considered that for a moment, those hips getting faster as he pressed into her stopping every so often to swirl his hips against her own, grinding against that incredibly tight passage before pressing back in.

“So tight, I wonder ...” he was speaking out loud targeting her lips now. Despite the blood, undaunted by it as his tongue pressed into her mouth sliding against her own. There he wrestled with hers for a bit, drew out of her and rubbed her clit a few times.

“Roll over,” Ruby stated in such a way it did not seem like a command yet obviously was.

'I am more concerned about you having a one eyed monster,' the redheaded girl thought. Tree-nut colored eyes followed Ruby's crimson temple concealing the act of oral attention to her tingling breasts. Those eyes rolled back again, shutting them out once more, picturing Ruby in her mind being on top of her body, clouding out the rest of the men around her, and simply envisioning the back view of Ruby's body rocking her hips into herself. It was very accurate picture. Lauren could take it all in by feeling, much like a hand roaming over the outline surface and textures to see what they held, and could easily make out how they were moving from the motion on top of her.

That hand on Ruby's shoulder gives her a squeeze when mentioning how tight she is. Then, it let go, sliding down the back of those shoulders, pressing those tips of her fingers into the groove of those back muscles working while she is being plowed, feeling under the caress that firm span tensing and relaxing with each drive of those hips. The warmth of those ruby lips pressing and parting her own mouth open to invite that tongue to tie around her own is what triggered that hand to fall from its perch. With her sex pulsing in response of being expanded, toyed with from the tip of her clit, glistening with the hot honey now coating that furrowing she-shaft, Lauren let slip a moan into that joining mouth.

A tiny suction 'pop' signals the break of their lips to be suggested, told, commanded, maybe even ordered to lay on her stomach. She waits for the chance to feel that lathered member to dislodge, letting go of Ruby from behind, rolling to prop herself onto her elbows while turning her back to Ruby, but keeps her sight over a shoulder on the one she has no choice but to call... 'No, I'm not calling her my first lover. Just because I am being fucked does not make the fucker my lover, it makes them my Fucker, so get fucked over with it.' Her gaze breaks and bows down her head to press tensing brow of her forehead onto the slippery shower room tiles.

Aegir enjoyed that touch. There was a reluctant closeness in it that came with that submission. He lasted both her thoughts and body, touched her in ways she had not been touched before and thus had not mistaken that moan that she had tried so hard to keep him from hearing.

It was muffled but clearly there. “Oh, if you only knew my dear.”

Often he forgot that he was reading minds often conversing with a girl while they were unable to physically respond. It was habit, though there were a great many occasions where he ignored what he senses just to keep the girls from being disturbed. He had found long ago that a one sided conversation where he had all the answers he wanted freaked people out.

In just about every case he could have remained silent taking whatever information he wanted but he found these interactions more enjoyable. Now he could have had the figments descend upon her like a hungry pack of wolves but he refrained.

She was complaint and didn't offer up much resistance thus far so there was no need on his part to escalate matters any further.

Now behind her Aegir grasped her hair while rubbing her ass. After a moment he traced a thumb along her back door, gauged her reaction but angled that tip back against her pussy barely pressing against her there.

“Now show me how much you want it. If I have to do any of the work I'll use the other hole and I may not hinder your pain any. Your call.” He slapped her ass playfully as a man dropped to his knees in front of her presenting her with his rock hard member.

Lauren gets herself pulled back to look straight in the eye of... 'Does it matter who they are?' She didn't see Ruby, but her glance to the side indicated she was paying attention to what she is told, then looks back at the hard on target protrusion wanting to cum right in her mouth.

That slender throat, exposed by Ruby holding back her head by the tight tangle of her hair, worked a gulp before letting sigh slip from her lips. Molested once more from behind, pressed against a hard surface, and threatened to be sodomized seemed to bring things back around to how this all began. That thumb, making its move clear if she did not perform well enough was taken into consideration. The girl tensed both her cheeks and the back of her thighs, the small of her back stretched with the tops of her round ass squeezing together, not wanting anything at all to go in there. A coiling sickness drove into her stomach at the thought of being violated like that or worse.

She panicked a little, but stared forward, knowing what she had to do, leaning away from the grip yanking on her scalp and wincing only a tad with it. Her tongue darts out to reach for the offered cock's tip to stream a light trail of saliva just between the two ends. A hot blow to entice him to come closer and the eyes looking up at him for acknowledgement.

While the cocksucker busies with him, Ruby could tell that Lauren was raising up on her knees, imploring for her to be entered in the right hole, knowing full well that the pink cheek she has now is motivation to get her ass moving if she wanted to keep it intact.

The anxiety in her weighed more upon her than before, easy to follow orders, harder to cope with, a premonition of her own that news of this event will never leave the showers, and that there is a high chance Ruby will never approach her again. 'If she doesn't just vanish,' her thoughts on how the rules are played continue to be theorized. Only way she would know for sure is by reaching the end...

As she raised up on her knees Ruby loosens that grip on her hair. That hand sliding to her shoulder seizing hold of her there loosely as she got a good taste of that cock she teased with her lips. He men were far more urgent and while the first few thrusts had been urgent it appeared that he caught Ruby's gaze and had been signaled to ease up on her, which he did, his thrusts were slower now and not as deep.

She would feel him throb and hear hm groan just as she would feel that throbbing tip against her. Even now she tried to work this all out. The rules were useless. Each guest had their own set of motives and differed n their approach. Some didn't hurt a girl unless given reason and others did so just because.

The end result was always the same. The student could not win or even challenge them. The deck was stacked with the administration working against them and the inhibitors set in place. Even later after graduation things were bleak but not as much were success was possible.

Such futures id not interest him. What interested him was the present feeling the swirl of emotion within that head as that cock pressed into that warm and tight sheath causing him to groan in satisfaction as he rubbed her ass between playful smacks.

“So good. You're a natural. And next time you won't even recognize me until it is already too late. Don't worry, how can I pass you up?”

Ruby let out a soft laugh allowing Lauren to dictate that pace as far as how much dick she took in and how quickly not that she had much control of the one in her mouth that forced his load down her throat only to be replaced by another man. She could see the line now of men jerking off to the scene before them as they eagerly waited for a vacancy ...

The man's cock was gifted a closer and longer hot sigh when her Ruby let go of that red hair. Of course, the head wedges her lips and teeth out of the way, eager to get into that wet mouth, and find a purchase in the back of her throat. A flinch at the eager cock-weasel driving into her mouth is made before Ruby settles the thing down with a look. Lauren, having those reassuring hands on her shoulders, relaxes. She arcs her behind up, consciously making her slick channel spasm around the shaft entering her too, only wincing the slightest bit with her brows when that hand comes down to smack.

'Take a number,' she would think on her observation of the men lining up for the opportunity each last man to spend their seed down her throat left open. Tracing the underside of a cock with her tongue as those lips retreat for another to fill its place became regular. A sloppy pop from the escaping tender heads and yet another to be tenderized pops in. Those hazel eyes try to focus, not wanting that cliche haze to film over them when one loses themselves. 'No, I'm going to get through this... I'm going to remember this... I'll know who you truly are, Ruby,' had the redheaded girl promised internally in motivation before swallowing more of that man-made protein shake.

Not in any hurry, the once virgin girl continues to sink herself on that Ruby scepter, taking the whole thing in until her soft behind firmly press's into her would-be friend's lap, but slowly, given control of the pace, slow and steadily dragging that tight packed long shaft before unsheathing the ridge of its head, then proceeding to resume the taxing deposit of savoring just this one person taking her. Lauren didn't want Ruby to experience a climax. If she could make the fellow redhead ride out the pleasure for a prolonged period then she wouldn't have to give herself to one of those men. It would be just the two of them having this connection. The men could have her ravage her throat until it is raw. It would give her a good excuse to not talk for awhile. 'That probably is for the best until I get the hang of this place,' were her last thoughts before shivering from that minor spine tingling orgasm when that filling fem-cock began to twitch fully within her core.