Yes

Laura finds herself unable, or perhaps unwilling, to put up any serious resistance. Her mind is a jumble of conflicting emotions. I lost my virginity to a man I dont even know. I should have fought it, but instead I started to enjoy it. Now, I'm being carried off by three naked men, and they're all going to have sex with me. She squirms, more from arousal than anything else, What's wrong with me. My pussy is aching, and its getting wet. She grimaces, Wetter.

While she thinks of these things, the last man continues to speak into her ear, telling her how she's going to be fucked, her pussy, her mouth, her ass, how she's going to feel their rigid cocks sliding in and out of her body, likely all three of them at the same time. While the man's words shock and alarm her, she's unable to deny that his depraved and descriptive verbal **** is making her increasingly horny.

Its not long before they have her back to the building, the same building that she started her morning in. Some small part of her mind finds it strange that she sees her pile of clothes still sitting exactly as they were when she originally left the room.

Her pulse pounds in her ears, a mixture of fear and excitement coursing through her, I'm getting horny, Laura realizes with a sudden clarity.

Does this make me a slut?

The men lower her to the ground, leaving her kneeling between them, their cocks level with her face. She shudders slightly with arousal, her pussy quivering.

"Its a shame someone beat us to her," One of the men says, though she isn't sure which one, her eyes are glued to the cocks encircling her. She finds herself salivating, feeling an urge to reach out and touch them.