”“When did this happen?” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.“Friday night.”“And you guys let these idiots do this? WHERE THE FUCK WER... YOU?” I exploded.“Hey, I didn’t even know about it. I was over in Grogans’,” replied George.“It was a quiet night. Most of us were down at Crows. They were having a party,” said Buddy lamely.“Christ! How many of the pledges did they get to do this?”“Uh, about eight or nine, I think.”“You think? You don’t know? Jesus H. Fucking Christ! WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU. She obviously was into this whole scene because her pussy drooled a continual flow of its delicious thin syrup. It was literally flowing down the insides of both of her thighs. She knew good and well the reason why she’s getting an enema, and the whole idea of cleaning her out to be fucked in her back door obviously appealed to her wild side. Mine too. She doesn’t know I intend to give her a surprise deep tongue fucking before she feels my long hard cock slide past her sphincter. There won’t be. I was clearly turned on and having James and Peter there to share in the excitement made it all the better. "So how much did he get to see?" I asked, my eyes wide with excitement. "Well that night, not much more," she admitted somewhat sheepishly, knowing this was not what I or my horny friends wanted to hear, "After dinner I closed the drapes." Her eyes sparkled with excitement though when she added, "The next night I had them open again, only by the time it got dark enough to have the light. [And after my humiliation at the gasthaus I was done with Kristina and Ana]Things felt odd and I first realized there was a big bow of ribbon tied around my penis and balls. The party goers obviously had fun with the single male passed out and available. I was also painted up with something, I guessed lip stick among other things. There was something funny feeling about my butt crack and my hair was all full of something gooey. I quietly got up and headed for the shower.I really didn’t want to.