Just as I press 'send' my youngest child comes up to me and asks for a drink, but the others' drank the last of the pop so I need to go get more. That...'s it, I think to myself, I shall go to the shop as an excuse to go meet Joe! I go upstairs to get washed and dressed. I notice my fiancé has got up himself and is on his PC already. I continue into my bedroom and flick my phone onto the bed. I go over to my wardrobe and pick out some jeans with rips down the length of the legs, a long white. Peter cleared his throat but did not say anything. Joanne guided him to her opening."You can put your hands on my hips" she said.Peter complied with this suggestion and pushed inconclusively against her vagina."You'll need to really push hard," she advised, "thrust from your hips!"Peter pushed again but could not penetrate. He felt himself start to convulse and feared not hitting the target. "Oh no!" he groaned."Push for fucks sake!" Snapped Joanne, and Peter thrust sharply at her, breaking. With the moon light coming in the windows they looked like Greek Gods to me. While one was holding me to his body the last man took out a knife to cut my long t-shirt off of me. I struggled to get free to no avail. Looking up to these three men the one who had his hand over my mouth took it off. Not knowing what was going to happen I said I didn't have anything of value to take, they just smiled at me and said that wasn't why they were there. I looked at them noticing how nice their bodies were. In the store room was a DVD player and TV. He previewed the film for the three women. To my own intense feelings of horror and disgust mingled with compelling curiosity and shameful sexual arousal, I witnessed the sight of Teresa's sequel sex film. There was indeed no mistake. It starred Mum! I couldn't see everything he showed, but I saqw Mum come up on screen, topless, with strange decorations around her nipples, saying something to the camera. He flicked to other scenes.She was in some kind.