Just then his friend walked in and he immediately sees me naked and looks at my body. He asks my thug if he can fuck me and my thug looks at me. I did...n’t really want to do it because I was feeling slutty already with one thug, but I could tell he really wanted me to fuck his friend. I asked him if he wanted me to do it and he said yes.I relunctantly said okay.His friend had me stand and began kissing me. His mouth tasted like liquor and smoke, his tongue was all in my mouth, his hands gripped. She was wearing one of those little half shirts.Her eyes were a light shade of green and very soft. The kind of eyes you could look at all day.Her skin reminded me of a white rose, very soft and so delicate. I guess it was from living in England, I've heard they don't get much sun there."Your in a real... 'pickle'," She said, looking at my hands, " I could help you drive home. How far is it from here?" Shit, real far. You waiting for the afternoon bus?" Yes, I think I'm finished seeing Georgia,. I was trembling and my legs were sore from being spread apart and over my head. I still had my stilettos on but my panties had been ripped off and thrown at the side of my head. My stockings were torn and I looked into the bedroom mirror. My make up was streaming down my face and my red lipstick smeared around my mouth. My eyes were red from the throttling. “Go and piss and then get back on the bed whore” said J with a smile.I staggered to the bathroom. George helped me up and steadied me then. " and sat down in her underwear and bra.I was sitting in the recliner in my shorts and t-shirt. Christina had shorts and a t-shirt on. And my stepdaughter had on a pair of underwear and a bra. And all I could think about was how badly this could turn out if something went wrong.Until Christina stood up, looked at both of us, and pulled off her shorts and shirt and stood there in her black bikini underwear and a lacy bra."Yep. I'm game," she said and sat down.My stepdaughter looked at her and.