The bedroom myhusband and I share. The lights are not turned on, butthe room is not completely dark. Silvery light comesfrom the windows on the outer ...wall and illuminates thebed, covers neatly folded at the foot, one of my dutiesthis afternoon.“Go lay down,” he says. “On your stomach.” I KNOW he isgoing to draw this out, and I am ready NOW- but I obey,propping my head on my crossed arms and looking back athim, waiting.He unbuttons his shirt, folds it. “Now you are. Two of the others then knelt either side of me on the bed and started to suck and nibble gently on my stiff nipples. Next, I could feel my legs being lifted up in the air and resting on someone’s shoulders as I felt my pubic lips being nudged apart by a large cock helmet, which slowly slid deep inside my more than accommodating pussy. Jim all the while was filming it all to play it back to me later know doubt.I had never been taken in every hole all at the same time before, and found the. She stuck her head in the door and immediately smelled food smells. She stepped inside and listened intently. All she heard was her own stomach growling.Very quickly she looked around. There were only two rooms. One had three beds in it, and the other was a sort of combination living room and kitchen. There were three bowls on the table in the kitchen and that was where the smells were coming from.She investigated and found that the bowls were made of wood, hand carved, and each had a name on. Mary was sitting on the edge of the bed. She'd worked Sara's head into her lap and was gently stroking her hair. Dino had jumped on the bed and was lying on the other side of Sara. He had his eyes on her, his chin resting on his paws, his ears alert."I'll be right back."I went into the kitchen and dialed 911. After the woman who answered calmed me down, I was able to give her a passably coherent description of Sara's condition. She told me she was going to dispatch both paramedics and police.I.