All of my movements were dictated by the men surrounding me. Every once in a while I would feel hot cum splashing against my naked flesh by men who co...uld not get to one of my pleasure holes but felt compelled in giving me their hot cum. I had no time to think during this time because I was being passed from one man to the next and was put into many different positions. Sometimes I was just bent over while men plowed into both holes. One time I was sitting on one man's lap, bouncing up and down. ..” she teased, putting her hand inside my pyjamas. She ordered, “Get naked, baby.” I discarded my clothes and my wife did the same. She stood up and went into her travel bag, pulling out an odd little gadget. Returning to the bed, she smiled, handing it to me, “This was what I used to please me when we were on the phone on Tuesday.” “What is it?” I asked. “It is called a we-vibe2,” she explained, “and it contacts both my g-spot and my clit.” “Well, you don’t need me anymore.” “Of course I do,”. My visual journey continued up to his fleshy lips and strong, broad nose. It ended when my blue eyes locked on to his glittering brown beauties. I felt myself being sucked into him through that visual lock, falling into his eyes. I could feel him sliding into me through mine as well. My heart swelled with joy and love as we became fused together again. Feeling the touch of my collar against my throat, I surrendered my body, heart and soul to Tyrone, my lover, my best friend, my gentle. “Erm I don’t know” she said, and she felt a little stupid. “Oh come on!” Sarah said to which Simon added “yeah come on Ellie, we’re all friends here.” Remembering that tender kiss Neil had given her, she looked at him for some tenderness now, some truth, but she couldn’t find anything at all. Not in the brain she’d trusted for 16 years, not in ‘his’ eyes and not in the poorly lit garage that her eyes scanned, as her friends, the thieves waited on her response. “Okay” she said in a resigned tone.