He text me and said, "Perhaps he could come over to my house this evening when my wife was home and we could discuss it." Then another text from James...came in with my home address on it!I answered back saying, "I'll be at your apartment building at 4:30pm!" He replied back saying, "Apartment 204."I was at the door of apartment 204 at 4:30pm. I knock, waited, knocked again. James opened the door naked with that big black beautiful cock and said, "I've been waiting for you." He turned and walked. They both had a look Cindi liked, so I wasn't surprised when she said, "Not at all."Jacques relocked the front door and led us past the video booths to a dim room at the back. A small table with three wooden chairs stood in the middle of the room, and a television hung on the wall. There were no pictures and no place to lie down.The four of us stood with our cocks in hand, waiting for Cindi, whose dress was open from neck to her hairy pussy, to make the first move. Starting with Jacques, she. She had dreamed that her brother had appeared and raped her, violating both her vagina and her anus until she bled out, and finishing by ejaculating all over her. To her, it was both a terrifying and euphoric experience, but surprisingly, her mind seemed much clearer than it had been before she experienced this haunting vision. No longer did she see herself as the pathetic whore for her brother that her tormentors had forced her to confess as. It was like she had been cursed with a song stuck. In there I found a note telling me to make sure I kept quiet, get undressed and not to wank!Quite a while later, just as I was getting bored and ready to leave, I heard her and her fella stumble in laughing and a bit drunk. I heard them giggling and laughing and then him telling her he was gonna give her the fuck of her life to which she said "Upstairs quick and fuck me then, but your leaving straight away cos I'm tired". The speed he shot up the stairs I honest to god thought he was gonna.