Call an ambulance! Shelly's hurt! Hurry!"I scrambled down the stairs, nearly falling myself when my foot slipped on a slick tread. I reached her side ...and felt for a pulse. I'd had some first aid training in the army and it came back to me now. She was unconscious, but there was a pulse and she was breathing, although shallowly. I gently picked her up and carefully climbed out of the pit, wary of the slippery step I had encountered.It seemed like hours before the ambulance arrived, but it was. He didn't waste any time and pushed his way straight in, with a moan. He began fucking her roughly. Three of the other guys had all climbed onto the bed and started grabbing Vanessa by the hair and forcing their huge erections into her mouth. She gurgled as she tried to take them all in. She felt the guy fucking her withdraw and be replaced by a bigger guy. He too mercilessly began to pound away on her ass. Everyone took turns to change places so that nobody missed out, the guys were just. I had a cig and then went for a look round the shop, it was the usual shit and as I looked at my watch I still had 35 minutes, I decided I’d have a piss and re-join the wife on the coach.I went into the gents and found it to be quiet which was unusual considering how busy the services were. As I went into the end cubicle I was reminded of the previous night and as I thought back I started to feel fruity. As I locked the door and sat on the seat, with my mind racing about last night I was. Now, about bein' nekkid. I wouldn't be worryin' about that too much. You gonna be nekkid the whole damn, week, so get used to it. You got a hot fuckin' body, and a nigga wanna see it. This nigga wanna see it. Now, cook us some breakfast, and you can go get a shower.I glared at him for a moment, then turned my back and went to the refrigerator to get out eggs and some sausage links. I fixed them scrambled eggs with diced peppers and sausage, with some orange juice and coffee on the side. Kris.