And you did promise!"The conversation, regarding Brair losing her cherry, I remember; however, me promising to do it was implied, more than me stating...it. However, as a team player, John Thomas is more than willing to do the deed."And just when is this event to take place?" This Saturday. I wanted to make sure you are available. The foreplay is to start at five, the taking of her cherry by seven and the confirmation that her cherry is history at nine." Confirmation?" Yes, that is when you fuck. Once the three were outside, Mary shook her head as she came around, looked up and quietly whispered once the gag was out, "Ouch. Oh, dear lord, ouch. Are the cameras running okay?"Mark nodded."Will she be okay?"Mark showed her the blanks in the gun."God, I love you. Hate squibs---messy. We have to go."As they drove off to meet the women, Mark reflected how he was getting used to seeing Mary's face with its odd mix of relief and joy on it. They needed a vacation.THOMAS FELT himself being. Her body was in a natural state, her orgasm had also been natural, not a screaming fake meant to impress me like so many of my normal bed sharing partners. She stood, demure, quietening and slowly calming down.I was, I suppose, somewhat surprised by her body’s reaction. Given that we did not know each other, that she was here under duress and that there was no way she could ever be prepared for a situation such as this, her quickness of orgasm was a testament to her sexuality, her body’s. I heard a sharp cry from upstairs and I headed that way. There were noises coming from our bedroom and I took a firm grip on the tire iron and headed up the stairs.In the doorway to the bedroom I stopped dead in my tracks as I saw my wife lying on the bed with two men; they were all naked and the men were using her. She had one between her legs and the other one was standing next to the bed and she had her mouth on him. This was no burglary, this was rape! I thought about backing away and using.