Jenny hadn't even noticed that I hardly was listening at that point. Instead I had got up to get her next little surprise. She just kept right on talk...ing, that is, of course, until she felt another scarf slip into her mouth and gag her! That *does* seem to affect one's ability to whine."ahhmmmgggsssttttrrrrrkkkkk-mmmmmmm" What was that?" I chuckled, tying of the scarf in back of her head. "Now where was I? That is, *before* I was so *rudely* interrupted. You *do* remember what we were doing. That moan didn't go unnoticed by the men behind her. One of them laughed out loud, his voice was quite a bit less masculine than the one's that was previously doing the talking, ?She does like it! I bet she's already getting wet too!? Then she felt thick fingers touching her dark green, exposed sex. Those fingers soon found out that the man was right, she was getting wet, a single finger slipping into her pussy while the 'leader' of the group continued thrusting in and out of her mostly. The guilt I carried was learned from a good catholic upbringing. I shouldn't like this sort of thing. But I did..."Do you want it?" this time he's muffled. Blowing a steady breath across my saliva soaked backdoor. The gooseflesh rises and I moan. I'm ready to ignite."Please..." I moan. But unable to bring myself to ask yet."Please what? What do you want? Ask me. I'll do it if you ask." he smiles wickedly, but immediately stops his ministrations.I'm ashamed to admit it. In a small voice I reply,. .. he's already agreed to pay!" Shut up, cunt!" Hammer roared.Glenda lapsed into a frightened silence. Ryan realized she had been looking very strained since the two of them had come in. Obviously she didn't like what Hammer was doing. Ryan immediately sensed an ally."What pictures are you talking about?" Ryan asked woodenly. He sensed disaster was about to crash down on his head.For an answer, Hammer took a thick packet of color photographs out of a pocket and tossed them onto the desk. Then.