"Must be some kinda fuck up. Her and that brother of yours is good people. That lady got a heart of gold. Remember when I first moved in and Beth brou...ht me something to welcome me to the neighborhood?"Despite the situation I laughed at the memory. "If I recall Leroy, Beth brought you fried chicken, watermelon and a big bottle of grape soda."Leroy smiled at me as we headed to the door. 'Yea Ron, but Beth did not do it in mean way. She may be clueless, but that girl does not have a mean bone in. Jody didn't leave me, I kicked her ass out when I caught her playing doctor with a couple of my ex-friends." Seems kind of one way to me. You can play, she can't?" The problem sweetie, is that I didn't play. I did flirt a lot and I did kid around a lot, but I kept it in my pants except when I was with Jody."Camille glanced down and giggled, "I think it wants out of your pants now." Yeah, I guess it does at that. I'd better get back to work before it fights its way out and I get into more. By this time a couple of the men had completely undressed and led me by the arms to the vaulting apparatus. I was ordered to get onto it and assume a position on all fours with my knees and elbows on the pads at the sides. My panties were quickly removed and I was acutely aware that my rear opening was at just the right height and angle for a man standing behind to penetrate me. The two men secured my waist, wrists and ankles with buckled leather straps, immobilising me completely. Seconds. But I must keep exploring, my cock pulsating, pushing me on. I move my hand toward her breasts. I notice immediately she only wears this very thin tank top. Almost silk, hugging closely, gently cupping bare breasts beneath, no bra. Her tits are on the bigger side, full, more than a handful. Slightly bigger than her frame would suggest. Perky, if not exactly firm. Motherly, womanly, but young, not sagging. Her nipples slightly hard, poking out against the fabric. I grab a handful and squeeze,.