Dad looked over the top of his paper. "With marmalade?" he asked."If we've got any," I replied."Go on then," he answered before returning to his paper...I dropped four thick slices of bread into the toaster and went looking for the butter and the marmalade."You're in luck," I told him. "Mum must have liked you when she went shopping." I held up a jar of orange marmalade and one of lime. "Which would you like?" I'll have the orange," he said folding up his newspaper.I carried the two jars back to. Every now and then she would laugh and lean forward and her its would strain against her top and red bra underneath. I kept having to adjust to hide my rock hard cock. It’d never been this hard before. It was crying to get out and surprise her lips. When she bent over to take her shoes off. I tapped her ass as she got off the bed, “you’ll have to hit it harder than that later” she teased.She got back on the bed and lied down, I slid m hands around her waist and pressed my body into the contours. "They do that. Behind them, unheard and unseen, the Athletic Club jocks enter the room barefoot, naked from the waist down, and line up behind each of our husbands. Three of them already had erections, and the fourth was pulling on his dong until it hardened and then stood out even while we watched. I must say, they were all the biggest pricks I had ever seen, but then up to that moment I 'd only seen Bill's, and a few half-hidden ones in college. I was glad for Bill that his butt plug had. At this point, the van stopped and the back doors opened.Even without a lot of light, it was obvious that a rape was going on in the van. We all jumped out and ran to the van. There we found a woman lying on a mess of a mattress on the van floor. She was being held down by two men while a third man was actively raping her. There was a fourth man in the van standing to one side, but holding a vicious looking knife with a five or six-inch-long blade.Bill and I were holding our Glocks and Gail had.