He never even thought to look over to me or the girl, but the cops in the cruiser that screeched to a stop in front of me and the girl ten seconds lat...r did.I felt myself being rolled off of the waif beneath me and my head propped up on a jacket or something. I was conscious, but things around me were blurry. My belt was taken off of me and lashed around my upper left leg. One guy in black was ripping my shirt open and doing something to my chest or shoulder. I wondered at that; blood was all. That is, until today.At 3:45 p.m. on this warm September day, four girls waltzed into the sex-toy and video store and proceeded to browse through the aisles of X-rated movies and looked musingly on the sexy clothing and toy/tool displays on the walls.George cleared his throat and adjusted his jeans which were bulging in front; these young ladies were all gorgeous, young, and scantily clad in tight-fitting clothing and in such way as to best get a near near-all tan. All of them except one who,. It felt as if they were stretching me and I think I felt more fingers working me stretching me.
Bill never used his fingers there, he would just have me kneel behind me and I would bend forward. I would hear him spit then all I felt was pure pain. This was different, it was pleasurable, and I found I welcomed the added feeling that those fingers were giving me in my ass.I felt more pressure in my ass as whoever it was, was really stretching me wider, I could only assume that more fingers were. Despite her own actions, she felt a great anger burning inside. Jealous and humiliated, she started flailing her arms about, to no avail. As she began pounding on Alan, trying to get him to stop, she felt the dream slipping away. Only then did she realize that in fact it was a dream.Suddenly, there she was, in her own bed, wide awake with her heart pounding wildly. There was no sign of Alan anywhere, and she was still wearing her nightgown. Needless to say, Ron was asleep and there wasn't any.