.." Yeah. Don't talk. I heard what that mean old bitch said. They're going to fuck us, aren't they. And she's going to watch. And when they have had e...nough 'fun' she'll make us 'disappear'. How do you think she'll do that?"As if in answer to Katrina's question, there was a sudden increase in the noise from the piggery.Helen shuddered. "You get some rest while you can," she managed. "I think we will both need all our strength tonight!" She climbed onto the bed and put her arms around Katrina.. It had been a hard day and my fucking Boss had sent me a pile of extra paperwork while I was trying to escape from my desk. As I climbed the stairs, my first thought was to get into the bathroom and have a relaxing jerking of my cock; but then my sweet wife came downstairs, giggling sexily...She was surprised of seeing me home so late.Anita passed me and headed into the dining room. I flipped my hand at her backside, but only just made contact. She laughed openly, as she tweaked up her skirt to. Damn it was hot!So hot in fact that the image had caused her to cum hard on the boy's cock. His big cock. His big young cock. Young cock.Snapping out of her daze, the real world came rushing back to her, yet the vision of hard young cock remained.She sat in her office recalling that day, disappointing on so many levels. It had been the last time she had a good fuck, but also the day she had to say goodbye to her son again as he headed back to school.As upsetting as it was, the timing was. My breathing quickened at having random strangers blindfold me without asking, but I loved the feeling of the smooth, cool silken fabric resting against my aching eyes.The man behind me went back to stroking me, and I purred even louder when the hands stroking me shifted their attention from my shoulders. One hand slid across my cheek to my mouth, a skillful thumb teasing backwards and forwards until my lips parted. The other hand slid downwards underneath my dress, seeking my breasts. I jumped.