Amy could only gasp for breath in the few seconds they gave her before another man stepped in front of her.  Maybe this one would be more gentle, but she doubted it.  At least the one behind her would be done soon, too, and then there would only be two left.<br/><br/>But this constant hovering on the edge of orgasm was taking its toll -- she was shaking, almost unable to hold herself up, and she couldn't stop crying.  Pleadingly, as she took the next man's shaft into her mouth, she lifted her hand and held the lens out to the first man, silently begging.