Writing this on the same night , still making me hard ,thats my cock in my picture lol. Met again at a 60th birthday party for a mutual friend, first ...time for 25 years, scary that we are all getting that age. Most of the conversation that night was about our old days living in a small village ,playing lots of sports and messing around . Diane was an old friend from those days , couple years younger , and born and bred in same area. She used to watch us play cricket and played for our mixed. Michael watched it all incredulously, as each blow descended upon herunprotected bottom Debbie jumped and whimpered, all that came from behindher gagged mouth was very muffled but Michael knew her screams would havebeen very loud if not for her gag. As he watched her continuing tormenthe could not help but think how she must be feeling, helplessly bound andknowing she could do nothing to prevent what they were doing to her, notknowing when her fate would end but very aware that her body was. It wasn't long before the conversation got around to boyfriends and we wound up somehow, admitting we were both bi, now, I liked that idea, she turned me on, I just wanted to bury my face in her hair and smell her and kiss her neck, oops, a little sidetracked there, sorry.Since we were enjoying each other's company, we, meaning me, slid towards each other at the picnic table, I took her hand in mine and felt a little electric shock. Her hand was soft and warm and I think she didn't mind, she. She drew closer to the image and saw that her teeth were no longer white. They were the same color as her lips and Rose saw tiny chunks like brown corn, stuck between them. How could this be her reflection? She was looking into the eyes of a depraved creature who bore very little resemblance to the teenage girl that everyone knew as Rose. Suddenly she was reminded of a story she read about a group of boys who had been stranded on an island. After being separated from civilization for.