When the day came, John had her come over about 30 minutes before his guest arrived. She had fixed her hair and put on perfume for them and had "fluf...fed" up her pussy hair, as she thought they were all of the age where they would appreciate a hairy pussy. As they began to arrive, John asked her if she was comfortable with greeting them at the door. She was happy to do so and a little excited too. She said six men showed up, and all were really surprised to see how she greeted them. There. As stealthily as she could, Heather tried one more time to catch her assailant in the act but the closest limbs she could see were the ones firmly grasping the book being read by the Asian girl. The hand that was running its way up her thigh was purely a figment of her imagination.The problem for Heather though was that this figment had now arrived at her crotch and the pressure it was applying was feeling any less real even with her staring straight at the offending region of empty space. An. Rebecca was far from helpless. As long as it didn't involve actually standing or walking she was capable of doing almost anything. Tony set her on her bed and simply handed her the pair of shorts she asked for out of one her drawers and left the room until she called him back in.He brought her out to the living room and followed her instructions for setting up the machine and getting her right leg strapped into it. It was all new and exciting for about fifteen seconds. The machine slowly raised. When I entered the house, I heard the sounds of someone in the throes of sexual bliss. Kelly was moaning and squealing like I had not heard since our college days. I knew she was being fucked, but was not aware it was Charlie until I peeked into the bedroom. The surprise of seeing my good friend furiously pounding my wife’s cunt was a total shock. Little did I know that he had been fucking her for several months. I would find that out later. I made a quick decision to not confront them, and.