Now." There were two more. Bonnie got up naked and dripping and opened the door.I had never met either man, but now I was naked and my cock was semi...-hard and covered with cunt juice and semen. The men came in grinning. I wasn't sure about this, but each offered his hand and I shook them. Roger, her father, said, "Looks like we got here too late for the main event. Pretty sure you will join in again pretty soon," he said looking at my arced cock starting to straighten out.Both men. He continued to caress my tights covered upper thigh and hip in rhythm with his stroking. Occasionally, his hand slipped between my legs and he caressed my inner thighs. He often was close to my dampness but never quite touched me. The anticipation was making me so very excited.I was more excited than I should have been. Mark's facial expressions and the change in his breathing made me think he was about to cum again. I knew I would be upset with myself afterwards, but I had a thought that I. Once again I felt myself blush but this time I didn'treally care. I turned my face towards him and looked him deeply in theeyes. "And then? What will happen when we're old and frail?" I askedwith true curiosity. "Then we will live with one of our grandchildrenand get treated like royalty until we one day would slowly fade awaywhile holding hands with each other."..What happened next completely surprised both of us. I looked into hiseyes and suddenly I saw something more than my friend in them.. In a minute she was back, with three kitchen knives and a pair of kitchen scissors.“Thanks,” said Sally, taking the biggest knife. We divided up the others and ran as silently as we could into the wood, following the path the teachers had taken Becky down.They hadn’t taken her far. In a few hundred yards there she was, tied to a tree in a small clearing where two paths crossed, with her mouth taped. She still looked more furious than anything. The teachers were nowhere to be seen. Sally ripped.