Her skin immediately flared bright red from the rough sandpaper surface, and he immediately applied another half dozen strokes in the general area. Th...en he methodically worked up each side, scoring hit after hit on her tender flesh. He delivered two flat blows to each of her tender breasts, and David thought for a moment that she would never stop screaming. Tiny droplets of blood formed wherever he struck, and the raspy sandpaper surface broke her skin.David undid the bindings and stared at the. “But you know how fastidious I am about all that type of thing.”“Yes but I would of course use a condom. I’m sure it would be great for you too.”“That’s not the problem, I really just shudder at the whole idea of something so…” she paused a moment before being able to formulate her thoughts. “…intrusive.”He pondered her reply for a moment before responding by laying a loving hand on her thigh. Her hand covered his and played with his wedding ring for a moment.“Maybe?” he needed an answer but. “Will I be expected to screw them, as well, and to share Kevin with them?” “It is a closed group,” Andrea answered for him, “But it is internally open. Any couple is free to participate with others in the group. But, nobody is ever forced to sleep with anybody else.” “How many people are we talking about, here?” Cary asked her. “Six people,” she said. “Three couples. You and Kevin would make four.” “What do you mean by a closed group?” Cary probed. “We’re very selective and careful about who. As soon as I got Winston into the room and on the bed things got ridiculous. Winston was laying across his cot and I had dropped my towel and was bending over putting on my underwear. I heard the cot creek and started to stand, Winston was on me like a crow on a June bug. The tall son of a bitch wrapped one of his long arms around my waist and the two of us fell to my cot. I don't know what Winston was dreaming or thinking but it had nothing to do with where we were. I tried to catch my.