Jw.LtCathy smiled, pleased that she turned heads as she walked down the hall. She glanced into a classroom, saw her own image in the window as she passed by, several males, including the teacher, followed her with their eyes. Walking quickly down the hall, her long blond hair danced across her shoulders. She hurried, making her perfect ass sway and dance, her breasts were a luscious 38D, her face was that of an angel. She was one of those girls considered too beautiful by those less fortunate. Most of the girls in school were openly jealous of Cathy. Trying to be accepted by any of the school's many little groups had been a trying experience. Having moved into the area late that summer, she hadn't met many of the other seniors before school started, all of her friends were several states away. Several times she thought she would just give up and move back to her old home town and live with her aunt. After she graduated from high school, she had plans to attend a college out on the west coast. The school specialized in performing arts. Cathy hoped her dancing ability, stunning looks and body would get her into films or on stage. This school was no different than the high school in her home town. There, she had a reputation of being an ice princess. The guys who wanted into her panties cooked up rumors to vent the frustration they felt at being told to keep their hands off. Dating was one thing, but Cathy had plans. Those plans did not include falling in love with a high school romeo, getting pregnant, married, or living in the suburbs. Married and the suburbs may be fine later, but first she wanted bright lights and some big city excitement, a chance at a career in the entertainment business, maybe, if she was lucky, fame and fortune. She was a good actress, and a lithe dancer. Her ability was that of a natural performer. That didn't help her in this school though. The jealous bitches of this school excluded her from their social life. Trying to get a part in the school theater had so far been an exasperating experience. Those that had been here longer were not going to give this beautiful and talented newcomer a chance. In fact, they put their heads together and plotted to keep her excluded from their group. They also spread rumors that would keep her from out of what they considered to be the school's elite leadership. What they didn't figure on was that Cathy had a brain to go with the body and the beauty. After several weeks of the cold shoulder, being blocked at every attempt at friendship, of being told she couldn't join a club or group, Cathy decided to try something else. An attractive girl named Judy had befriended her. Judy had been at the school part of the previous year. She knew the social structure and how they worked. It was actually her idea to combat the school's social hierarchy with Cathy and others in their situation. Judy was to shy to do the actual planning and organizing, Cathy would take care of that. She watched to see what other girls were in the same situation that she was in; Judy pointed out a few canditates. There were several that caught her eye. Ellen, a junior, was short and petite. She dated and tried out for the school plays, and was on the gymnastics team. Ellen also had plans for college and a career. Like Cathy, she let the guys know that she would date, but wouldn't consider letting them get to first base. She wasn't getting straight A's, working hard at her grades for nothing. Ellen wanted a career as a high school or college coach. She worked out a lot and participated in several sports, all the while keeping her grades almost perfect. Also like Cathy, she was extremely attractive. Although she was petite, she had a pixie like quality, short dark hair, a very spectacular body! Another thing she had in common with Cathy was that she was a virgin...and intended to stay that way until she was well into college or starting on her career. Cathy had decided to find two others and form a cheerleaders squad. If the four of them could garner enough votes, they would rise like meteors in the school's social hierarchy. Ellen had agreed that she would try out and had suggested Cindy. Cindy was also tall and blonde and a good athlete and dancer. Like the other three, Cindy was also was frozen out of the school's social structure, another unwelcome newcomer that was a threat to the local girls. Cathy had scouted for a suitable location. They had agreed they should keep their plan and their practice sessions secret. If they fashioned dance routines that were new and refreshing, they would have a better chance of winning. They didn't want their competition knowing they existed and they didn't want any competition stealing their routines. Judy found the place, it was a room far under the grandstand out beside the football field and track. To get there you had to go behind the school and enter a doorway on the end of the grandstand. It was shadowy, and hard to find if you didn't know where it was. After walking a ways through a dimly lit passageway, you went through a wooden door, turned left into another dim passageway. A heavy wooden door barred further passage. Pushing the door open, you entered into a storage room for old gymnastic and wrestling equipment. Mats were stacked and rolled around the walls. There was a bathroom and the lights worked. Best of all, they could bar the door from the inside and the heavy plank walls with mats draped off of them made the room light and sound proof. They could play their portable tape deck and practice on the rolled out mats undisturbed. It was set! Cindy had agreed to join in and the apparently reluctant Judy decided she would too. Now all they had to do was practice, practice, practice for the next month. Almost every day after school they would wait around the lockers until most of the school had emptied of students and faculty. Silently they slipped out of the back door, one or two at a time and walked through the shadows to he grandstand. For two or three hours they would work hard on their choreography. It didn't take long for them to start looking very good. They were occasionally walking through the gym at lunch and scouting the opposition. Most of the opposition had routines that were very similar, nothing original and not very well synchronized. The girls were part of the social elite, and figured they only had to smile, and lean on the student body for the votes they needed. Cathy got out of school at noon three days a week. Often, she went off by herself to practice. On the third week of practicing, she got out early on Monday. Quickly she exited the school and went to their room. She barred the door and stripped off her long skirt and blouse. She walked to a mirror on the bathroom door and examined herself. Unconsciously, her fingers drifted into her bikini panties. Slowly she rubbed her mound, her other hand went to her left breast, she kneaded it gently, tweaked her nipple. A groan escaped her throat as she thrust her scantily covered pussy at her hand. Eyes closed, she slipped her fingers into crease, stroked her clit. Slowly, she sank back against the wall, rubbed faster. She began to gasp, her head shook from side to side as her hips slowly pumped up at her hand. Guiltily, she looked around. The other girls weren't due for awhile. Ellen should be there about three and Judy and Cindy after four. She was fantasizing one of her favorite fantasies, a big jock football type eating her pussy, she had him completely under her control! "Ughhh," she groaned as she came. Her short skirt and sweater and some extra clothes were in her gym bag, at her feet. She pulled her panties off, ran warm water into the sink, using the panties as a washcloth, she began to wash her sticky pussy. She would get into her outfit and start limbering up, then practice their most difficult dance routine. A shadow passed over the wall in front of her. Whirling around, she saw a large boy leaning against the doorway. He was rubbing his crotch and leering at her. A small shriek escaped her lips. "Who the fuck are you?" He didn't answer, just watched as she tried to cover her naked breasts and pussy. "Get the hell out of here, now." Again, he just grinned and continued to look her up and down. Now she recognized him, his name was John, he considered himself a ladies man and was supposed to be a football jock. Judy had once pointed him out, mentioned that he was dangerous and deceptive. She was trapped in the little bathroom, no way to get around him. Reaching for the bag at her feet, wanting to clothe her nakedness, caused him to speak. "Leave the clothes alone, sweet thing." Before she could react, he reached down and grabbed her panties off the bag. Holding them under his nose, he inhaled deeply. "Nice pussy, but I think you need more than fingers in it." He grinned at her and began to lick on the crotch of her wet panties. Cathy knew she was in deep trouble. Bolting, she hoped to get around him, grab her skirt and sweater and get through the plank door. He let her slip past him, laughed when she grabbed her bag, reached out and squeezed a breast as she cleared the doorway. She ran with her clothing, looked up at the door. Her heart thudded, her breath left her lungs. Another guy was standing in front of the door, blocking her exit. The door was still barred! How had they gotten in? She whirled around facing John, wrapping the skirt around her breasts, covering her pussy with it. "You might want to look at this," he said, as he held out a small video recorder. It was one of the newer kinds, with the small screen and combination viewfinder. It was running, images flickering across the screen. Horrified, she leaned a little closer and looked intently. It was her, it was her masturbating and playing with herself, masturbating with her fingers and a large lipstick tube. That had happened a week ago, on another day she had showed up early. "You bastard, give me that," she ordered. "Sure sweet thing, anyone special you want me to send the copies to, or a copy of today's special?" Cathy felt faint. "What, what are you doing," she stammered? For an answer, he pointed the camera at her and snatched the skirt out of her hands as he filmed her. She began to back away. "Get the fuck away from me you bastard, turn the camera off, get out of here." He laughed, walked over to the door and handed the camera to his accomplice. Turning to face her, he quickly kicked off his shoes, stripped off his pants and shirt. Naked, he stood and stared at her. Slowly, he bent over and pulled something out of his pant pockets. He reached up and pulled it over his head. It was a nylon stocking mask with eye and mouth holes cut into it. She realized that this was not accidental, they hadn't just stumbled on her, it was planned! Her heart thudded, the room swam in front of her eyes. He reached down casually and stroked his thickening cock. Cathy watched his features disappear under the mask and understanding flooded through her. They were going to rape her, they were going to film her being ravished. Whirling, she ran towards the bathroom. Grabbed by the hair from behind, she was jerked down to the mat. "Get your hands off me, get out of here, you're in trouble you bastard" His answer was to grab her nipples in both hands and crush them in his fingers. She shrieked into the unheeding walls. Roughly, her pulled her up to her feet and turned her to face the camera. "This is going to be take one, Cheerleader Fucks Stud," he said. "No, I'm a virgin, don't touch me, get out of here now." she cried. "My mistake, lets make this title The Virgin Cheerleader Loses Her Cherry," he laughed. His hands went to her crotch, roughly probed into her crack, trying to find her entrance. She struggled against him. tried to get loose, could not fight free of his strong arms. "Hey man," called out the man with the camera, "Lets see her suck some cock." "Good idea," replied John. One of his hands snaked to her hair, the other punched her in the stomach. Instantly, Cathy dropped to her knees, gasping for air. She got a couple of breaths and his cock was at her lips. She fought as hard as she could, but he forced his cock between her lips. One hand remained in her hair, the other went to her right nipple, again he crushed it in his meaty hands. She screamed at the pain, he jammed his cock clear to her throat. He began to fuck her face as she struggled and choked. "Start sucking or choke, bitch," he ordered. She struggled to breathe! Recognizing that she was choking, the rapist pulled back a little, let her breath. "Now suck or choke again, cunt." Slowly he began to pump into her mouth. Cathy was almost nauseous. The thick cock was shoving to the back of her throat, she could taste something that was salty, a sticky texture. He was going to ejaculate in her mouth! She struggled again, tried to back up. Roughly, he jammed into her again, held himself there, gripped her head to him. He pulled out a little, laughing as she gasped fresh air. "You learn slow bitch, now suck and lick or I turn you over and fuck that round little ass." Cathy was defeated. She began to suck and lick, hoping she could satisfy him with her mouth and he would leave her alone, leave her virginity alone! It didn't take long for him to cum. Suddenly he started grunting and thrusting faster, one hand on her breasts, pinching, mauling, the other behind her head, guiding her, encouraging her to suck faster and deeper. He gushed into her mouth, sperm spurting into her throat, choking her. She gasped and tried to pull back. His cock remained lodged in her mouth, pulsing and spurting several more times. Finally he pulled back a little, then out of her mouth. Sticky white cum leaked out of her mouth, dribbled down to her breasts. Cathy was in shock. The whole revolting incident was a nightmare. This couldn't be happening! Roughly, he pulled her up to her feet and spun her around to face the other guy. The man with the camera walked over, switched the controls from record to play. She felt faint, would have collapsed if she hadn't been held up. There she was, bobbing her head up and down, the cock going into and out of her mouth, his balls beneath her chin. A spurt of cum shot out between her lips and his cock, he sped up, fucking her mouth deeper, pulled back and out, cum leaked out of her lips, you could see her choking and swallowing before the cock was pulled out of her reluctant mouth. She was ruined, this would kill her parents if they ever saw it. If the school saw it, she would be expelled. Tears ran down her face, pain coursed through her breasts. John was still holding her from behind, mauling her breasts, lewdly grinding his crotch into her ass. "Show her the previews again man." The guy with the camera pushed buttons and the camera whirred. He stopped it and there she was again. She was leaned up against the wall, masturbating. With a start, Cathy realized that she had been filmed through the wall length mirror in the bathroom! John pulled her over past a stack of mats. There in the shadows a mat hung from the wall. Pulling the mat forward exposed another doorway. Roughly, he shoved the door open and pulled the shaking Cathy in with him. The other guy entered behind them and shut the door. A low watt bulb lit the small room. It couldn't have been more than eight feet deep by twelve feet wide. There was a video monitor setting on a wooden box. Quickly, the camera was plugged in to the monitor. Once it was turned on and the film started, Cathy was forced to watch herself masturbate, to suck the bastards cock, on film. They had been filming her for several weeks. There were pictures of all four girls, changing, standing in the bathroom nude, going to the bathroom. She was shocked when she saw Judy and Ellen standing nude in the bathroom. They embraced, kissed, fondled each other. Judy slowly knelt and put her face into Ellen's crotch, licked at her and then stood Ellen up against the mirror and fingered her to a climax. The camera had been only five feet away and caught every detail. Ellen's ass right up against the mirror, Judy's fingers groping, spreading her lips, slipping into her wet pussy. Cathy realized it must have been the day that Cindy and her had to leave a little early. "We got plenty of copies of this. Here's the deal. You fuck us, and you get the film. No pussy, no video tape." Cathy shook her head, "And how do I know you will give me every copy?" You have to trust me baby, I could have sold this stuff all over school, made a fortune. Instead, I'm giving you a chance to buy it." John grinned at her and slowly looked her up and down. "I don't have much money, but I have some saved for college. I can give you about three thousand dollars, she pleaded." He walked over to her, grabbed her head in his hands and kissed her, shoving his tongue into her mouth. Gagging, she tried to pull back. Jerking on her hair, he drug her over to a mat that was unrolled on the floor. Without warning, he flung her down. She landed on her back and quickly stuck her feet up to fend him off. "No, no, no," she cried. He dropped to his knees, his cock stiff and red, the head gleamed a shiny plum red, bobbed up against his belly. It looked huge to her. Especially when she thought of how she had never had anything bigger than a tampex or finger in her. Jerking her legs open, he gazed down at her pussy. She had light blonde hair, her lips showed plump and pink through the curls, her crack stood out in bold relief. Off balance, she couldn't fight him. Reaching down, he spread her lips, traced his fingers up and down her inner lips, pulled his hand back, putting his fingers into his mouth. "Hmmm, tasty pussy, damn, that sure is sweet," he said. He spit on his fingers and quickly put his fingers into her crack again, spread her open. She struggled, tried to sit up, tried to close her legs, to grab his hand. Tiring of her struggle, he backhanded her across the face. Cathy saw the hand coming too late. It hit her with a resounding smack. Now she was laid out flat, her legs spread out and held up. The man with the video was filming her pussy as John spread her open and started finger fucking her. She turned her head away and lay there. "Time to pay for your film Cathy," he said. Again she tried to sit up, to protect herself. He merely crawled up between her outspread legs, his large cock bobbing in front of him. It was almost hypnotizing, she couldn't take her eyes off of it. He kept her legs up in the air and hovered over her. His cock was poking at her thigh, bumping into her mound, probing for her entrance. He roughly shoved into her crack, she cried out for him to stop. Not paying any attention, he kept probing, feeling for the virgin opening. There! He felt his cock catch on something, heard her sharp intake of breath. Ramming forward, he was rewarded with a tight hot grip around his cock, Damn, he was in. He looked down at her, a beautiful blonde, movies star looks, what a body, and he got to break her in. Slowly he began to shove in, wanting to savor breaking her cherry before he started fucking her. This bitch was going to give him some good pussy and then it was going to be time to fuck that luscious ass. He looked forward to the next couple of hours. Pain! Pain like she never imagined shot through her crotch. The bastard had his cock lodged in her opening. Slowly he was penetrating her. She struggled as hard as she could, he didn't even notice. Slowly, very slowly, his cock was disappearing into her pussy. He raised up, pulled her head up and forced her to watch as the cock sank into her virgin hole. Please, please, take it out, it hurts, please stop, I'll do anything for you." He stopped. "Anything Cathy?" "Yes, anything, don't rape me, please, don't take my virginity." "OK Cathy. You want to keep your cherry, we want to fuck you. We can all be happy. But here's the deal," he looked up and winked at the other man, you have to suck him off, while I take you doggy style...in the ass! "No." she shouted. "Then you want to lose your cherry? You have about 10 seconds to decide. That's the only deal we make. You can't get pregnant and if you value that cherry as much as you claim, you can keep it. You're still a virgin, you take it in the ass, no one knows, and....you get to take the tape and do what you want with it. That's' what this is all about, we watch you swish that beautiful ass around all the time. There isn't a guy in school that doesn't want to fuck it. It's ours, one way or the other. You fight or try to stop us and we take your cherry and then fuck your ass too. You cooperate and help us fuck you in the ass, you walk away with the film and your cherry. Time's up!" For emphasis, he gave a short little lunge and pulled back. Pain lanced through her pussy, up into her belly. He was close to ripping her maidenhead apart. "OK, OK," she shouted, tears pouring down her cheeks. "I'll do it. But, I want the tapes now, and no more filming." The two looked at each other. "OK, we turn the camera off, and the tapes are over there under the jacket." The camera man walked over flipped a switch on the video recorder, walked over to the tapes, showed them to her. "Get rid of them, please." she pleaded. The guy standing by the tapes suddenly smashed his foot down on them several times, reducing the tapes to a pile of broken plastic. The guy with his cock lodged in her pussy said, "all right baby, the tape in the camera stays there. When you finish your part of the bargain, you can have it, break it, do what you want with it. That's the tape with the other cunt on it though, and we make a copy of just the part with them on it, edit you out, and they have to deal with what we want from them themselves." Reluctantly, Cathy nodded her head. "Please take it out, it hurts, Please." Slowly, he pulled back out, lingering at the tight entrance, edging himself out very slowly, enjoying the feeling of her still virgin cunt clamping itself down hard on the head of his cock. She lay on the mat, the camera man was kissing her, fondling her breasts,. They told her they wouldn't warn her more than once to cooperate. If she didn't do exactly as told, they were going to gang bang her, film it all! She kissed him back, eyes squeezed tightly shut, let him probe her mouth with his tongue. "Come on baby, " he urged, "kiss me!" She pushed her tongue forward, returned the kiss, felt him respond with heat, his hands were now gentle on her breasts. "Put your hands up to my neck, put them behind my head, kiss me Cathy, make me feel good," he ordered quietly. She reached up to him, pulled him to her, continued to kiss him, as he rubbed her breasts, plucked at her nipples. She jerked, startled, the big bastard was playing with her pussy. "Mmmph," she protested into the mouth that was kissing her. "It's OK, Cathy, I'm going to taste you, your cherry is safe." A hot wet feeling shot up into her loins. she jerked, gasped, her hips involuntarily shoved up. It was a spectacular rush, his tongue was bathing her inner lips, licking, washing the tender tissues. She couldn't help but respond to the intensely pleasurable feeling. For several minutes he licked at her opening, kissed her inner lips, noisily lapped up her juices. DAMN, he was very gently licking her clit. Her hips and legs jerked of their own accord, she couldn't control them. The guy kissing her pulled back, smiled down at her, raised her head and forced her to watch his buddy lapping between her outspread legs. She looked back up, his cock was descending to her mouth. "Open up, baby," he ordered. He wasn't as big as the other guy, not as mean either. "OK, suck, lick, try to pretend you're sucking on a baby bottle, make me cum in your mouth." She began to suck on the smooth rubbery head, got it wet, licked it and sucked hard each time he started withdrawing it. Soon, she caught on to what he liked and began to suck and lick in earnest. At first, the cock made her gag when it went too deep. She learned to hold her breath, let it penetrate the back of her throat, to wait to inhale through her nose as it withdrew, to suck and milk it as he pulled back. Her pussy was a liquid mess, she lay on the mat in a puddle of her own juices. She felt her ass cheeks being spread. In a panic, she tried to pull back from the cock invading her mouth, to clench her buttocks together. "Hold still, bitch, or I'll jump on and fuck this tasty little cunt. Now relax, let me get a finger in your ass. Believe me, you want to be stretched out when a cock goes in there. It will hurt a lot more than losing your cherry, if you aren't ready for it." Rage and embarrassment flooded through her, she couldn't do anything else but obey. Slowly she relaxed her cheeks, felt his finger start rubbing her exposed ass. "Ugghh," she gagged out. Sperm flooded her mouth, it ran into her throat, gagging her, squirted back around his cock and ran down her cheeks. He pulled out and white spurts splattered on her face, down her chin, to her breasts. Both of the bastards laughed. "Now lick and suck the tip, clean it all up," she was ordered. The head of his cock was pushed to her mouth. She licked the end of it. "Kiss the end, suck the cum out," he ordered. Placing her pursed lips up against the head, she sucked. A tiny spurt of cum shot into her mouth. She pulled back gagging at the taste and texture. Again, they laughed. The smaller of the guys walked off, leaving the bigger, meaner one to pry at her ass. His finger tip was inserted just inside of her, it hurt. Slowly, he rotated the finger in circles, making her ass stretch painfully. He worked in to his knuckle, slowly, rotating, probing. Finally, he had the finger inserted all the way, began to finger fuck her ass. It felt to her like she had to make a bowel movement. She clenched down on the finger, trying to hold everything back inside her. The camera man came back. Her panties in his hand. He leaned down and wiped the streaks of cum off her chin and breasts, cleaned the sticky white mess up. "OK Cathy, head down to the mat" Slowly, reluctantly, she lowered her forehead to the mat. A hand pulled her ass around a little. She looked back. John grinned. "Yep, my lucky day, I really wanted to be first up her beautiful little ass." She trembled as he knelt behind her, she jumped when he spread her cheeks and began rubbing the damp crack. "Please, please, don't do it. It's going to hurt, I let you both cum in my mouth, can't you be satisfied with that?' she begged. "Shut the fuck up whore, you didn't let us do anything. We're doing what we want," answered John from behind her. He grabbed hold of his cock and pushed it up between her legs, she felt it brush up against her swollen lips, she lurched forward. "Hold still, beautiful, or I'll shove it up your cunt. Roughly, he rubbed the hard knob up and down her crack. "Got to get lubed up to get it in, your pussy juice will work just fine," he said. The other guy knelt in front of her, held her hair with one hand, pulled her face up so he could watch her expression, reached down with the other hand and grabbed her left breast by the nipple, painfully! "Go for it," he told the other. PAIN lanced up her ass, she tried to scoot forward, but the hand in her hair held her with her head facing up at him, her back was arched, ass forced up into the air. John had a hand under her stomach, pulling her back. She knelt, held firmly by force and pain, waiting for the horrific invasion of her ass. Again, PAIN lanced up her ass, knotted her guts, it felt like he was trying to shove his foot up her ass. "Oh, please, please, stop, don't, no more, I can't, take it out, take it out, no, no, no," she begged. "What you going to do for us then Cathy? " he asked. You already asked us to do this to save your cherry. Having second thoughts? Want to give up your cherry instead?" he asked as he quit shoving, trying to get her ass to open and accept his cock. She shook her head no, "please just stop, let me go, don't hurt me anymore. I never did anything to you. Most of the people in this school don't even like me, what did I ever do?' she asked, relieved that he had stopped trying to rape her virgin ass. Cathy relaxed, thinking he was going to quit the anal rape, his cock suddenly popped into the tight virginal opening. She felt her elastic anal ring rapidly open, he felt the heat on the head of his cock as he suddenly popped through the elastic entrance. Cathy screamed, "No, no, please, it hurts so bad, stop." "OK, bitch, I'm in and I'm going to fuck your ass. When I'm done, the other guy gets his turn. You can make it easy, or we can just hold you down and fuck your ass until you calm down." He pulled back a little, giving her a some relief. The hand on her breast tightened it's grip on her nipple, causing more pain. The guy up front told her to push back, to relax her asshole, to help or suffer. Reluctantly, she slowly, tentatively, pushed back. It hurt! Still, it was better than when he shoved into her. Again, she pushed back. again, she felt his cock stretch her ass out, penetrate deeper. He pulled back, pushed in a little, she moaned at the pain. Now she was steadily pushing back, humping onto his cock, trying to get it in as painlessly as possible. It still hurt, she was painfully stretched, fire and razor blades were in her ass. He was making small shoves and pulling back, again and again, he slowly, gently fucked into her puckered and distended anal ring. Slowly she got use to the pain, relaxed, moved with him. The pain kept it from being pleasure. Maybe it was the fact that he was taking his time, not cramming her full. "That's it baby, start fucking that cock up your ass, squeeze down, milk me," he urged her. "It's all the way in now Cathy, it can't hurt any more than it is now," he told her. She took a deep breath, relaxed all she could, the hands on her head guided her to the mat. The beautiful blonde knelt there, head on the mat, ass in the air, a cock lodged into the opening of her once virgin ass. She still felt full, like she had to go to the bathroom. He began a slow stroking into her ass, in, out, in, out, in, out. She relaxed more, helped him by thrusting her ass up into the air further, began to push back a little. The thrusting began to pick up speed. Now he was really fucking into her ass, she rotated her ass experimentally, trying to loosen up, trying to get him to just cum and get out. That caused him to reach up, caress her breasts gently, "That's' it baby, move that ass, yes, fuck me with that hot little ass." The guy in front tightened his grip on her hair, pulled her head up off the mat, shoved his cock up to her mouth. "OK, Cathy, suck me again, do it deep, concentrate on making me cum into your throat." he said, then he laughed.
