I saw then that they had moved my clothes from the bench. My guess was they planned to lay me across it. Rape was not a problem I had to face at the C...hurch Camp before. If Andrew were still in charge, a rapist would just disappear into the lake.Me: What is it you two have in mind?The smaller of the two: You are a real bad ass I hear.Me: So you plan to show me what a bad ass really is?Him: No we gonna all be real friendly. I bet you will love cock even better than you do pussy. You just never. There were seven of them, each with a strangely shaped dildo. Some with feelers around the shaft, some with a smaller extension at the base for clitoral stimulation, some are just not something one willingly put inside herself. Karissa had no doubt that each of those penile implement had spent plentiful amount of time inside the brunette's pussy, eliciting countless of orgasm out of this tiny helpless body."Break time over." she heard Amelia announced and the brunette shook violently in. I feel so good with myself. Taking a sip from my wine glass I lay back, I'm feeling rather sexy, my pussy poking its hairy bush through the water, my breasts excited by my touch. My index finger reaches downward feeling for my already stimulated clitoris and long soft strokes arch my back and curl up my toes to a very satisfying orgasm. I lay there for the best part of an hour, the water becoming a little cold. Drying off I reach for my housecoat and in doing so, hear a knock on the front door.. I was outside security when out of the blue I see another familiar face on an airport handicapped golf cart headed to baggage claim. It was Susan, with another cast on her foot and crutches. Damn, that woman has no luck. She motions for the driver to stop and she gets off on her crutches. She’s looking at three men across the terminal. It’s Lomax, Foreman and the guy I saw in DC and Janet was talking to them. I could see Janet shaking her head no. The unidentified man grabbed Janet by the arm.