The rest of the men have their turn with her.

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"I think we should move this party into the guestroom." Tom's words echoed in Kat's ears, confirming what she already knew; that Chris would not be the only friend fucking her tonight.

But when had this been decided? How had it been decided? And what made it okay? Her acceptance? Tom's? She lay slumped against the table asking herself these questions, her ass hovering precariously in the air atop her quivering legs.

Those questions were pushed aside unanswered as she was lifted off the table and into someone's arms. Opening her eyes she saw that it was Ben confidently...