The way John had eaten her. How many times had she come? John had woken up because of the time change. He woke up in the middle of the night hard and ...wanting her. She was half-asleep, but the languid lovemaking had been amazing and intimate. She just lay there while he fucked her, but in the end, she had come again. Her nipples were hardening at the memories. Was she getting wet in her sleep? Rizza felt more tingles. What the fuck? Was she getting a yeast infection? That would totally ruin. George closed the door to her room and the three men (as they agreed to call themselves now) left to go to Francine's house which was only three doors away.They used a mattress to cover the barb wire while they climbed over it. They weren't worried about coming back out, since they could get the key from Francine. She wouldn't want to, but she was going to tell them where to find it.She had not locked the kitchen door, and the three men entered the house by that means. All three had been to her. She pulled it off to a chorus of "oohs" and "ahhs". As she stood in her thigh high fishnet stockings and ruffled panties, Viki was glad the briefs were as big as they were. They still hid her now rigid prick and the ruffles aided in the concealment. Karen then dismissed Viki telling her to take her skirt and empties into the house. All day long Karen fucked her brains out and Viki kept the alcohol moving. As Viki sat in the kitchen glancing to the backyard for empties, the men would file. As she sat on my face draining they kissed, a lot, passionately. I was pissed, humiliated, hell I was fucking angry and more excited than I’d ever been in my life! After all that I had to fetch them drinks and snacks for the rest of the evening. I had to leave as soon as I’d delivered whatever they needed. I was called in for cleanup 2 more times then I noticed about 12-1 am the light under the door was out and when I checked, the door was locked. At that moment, I was standing outside the.