But when she took her hand down her fingernails dragged across my chest, one of them connecting with my right nipple. At the same time her right breas... rubbed against my left arm. I was sure both contacts were accidental but the sensations hit me like a bolt of sexual lightning. I was immediately aroused and I felt my cock spring to attention. blood rushed to my face. I was blushing with embarrassment.Karen looked at me and smiled: "Ok, Michael, thanks again! I gotta run."I was glad she didn't. There wasn’t a part of my body that wasn’t stimulated. My brain felt as if it was becoming a mush.“She is aroused.” A gravelly voice growled, and I opened my eyes. The men, who were kissing me, had moved on to holding my legs and arms in place so that I was laying spread out as an eagle.That skull-tattoo-man looked at the one with neck-tattoo— who seemed to be the leader— and whispered, “Lass is dripping onto the floor.” I blushed, and looked away from that neck-tattoo guy’s gaze. Two fingers. His mouth feels fantastic. He slowly slides a few fingers in her wet pussy, he strokes her g-spot. She feels an orgasm building already. He always could make her cum quickly. He starts to finger fuck her harder, she is more turned on by the rough handling than she was by the gentle stroking. The combination of his soft tongue and his rough fingers is fantastic to her. He slides a finger in her tight asshole. He knows how much she loves that. After a few minutes of this, he stands up and shoves. He groaned in agony with every bump in the road, feeling as if someone was pounding his stomach with a sledge hammer.Patricia handed him another joint which he quickly lit, taking the illegal smoke deep into his lungs and holding it there until his lungs felt like they would burst in order to absorb the drug that would make him feel better. After several of these deep draws of smoke the pain subsided allowing him to sit back in comfort.He was scared now, scared that the pain he felt would not.