I was numb, Gary was intense.The police were there and we were ushered into a private room to get thedetails. A truck-driver had become distracted and... crossed the center-line,hitting them head-on. My wife was killed instantly. Monica was alive whenthe paramedics arrived and was conscious enough to tell them that she waspregnant and to do whatever they could. Gary's head fell into his hands. Hehad no idea she was pregnant; apparently they had been trying for years. Hesobbed and shook his. "What kind of mother would I be if I left you all hot and bothered with only your hand for company?" Helen said as she cupped his balls and gave them a playful squeeze. A voice screamed inside Mark to stop this, but if felt so good. His once soft young cock was now again rock-hard, forming a small tent beneath the sheets. "Looks like its come back to life," Helen said laughingly. “It must like mummy’s touch?". Do you mind if I take a better look at it. Not even realising he was doing it, Mark. My feet, freezing, chin slumped against my collar bone. Trying to open my mouth I felt a tight, sticky texture clasping my lips shut. As I started to come to, my eyes burned a little. Raising my head I could see barely anything in the room; it was incredibly dark at first until my eyes adjusted to the lack of light around me. It took a couple of seconds before I could see my own body. My ass was freezing cold, as were my legs and vagina. I was bound to a metal fold-out chair, my arms tied. The men, they were mostly menin the bar, but there were some couples around, thought themselves thepredator in search of the prey. However, the girls were as much thepredator as the men, but the men didn't know they were prey. The girlscould size up in an instant who would give them the best return fortheir time. They could tell the time wasters, those who came to ogle andtake their time over a single bottle of Leo. They spent little time withthem preferring those further up the food chain..