He wished us good night and left. Before he was out of sight, Sheila had me in a bear hug. Call me dense. My first reaction was to wonder why Sheila w...s feeling threatened. It took a minute or two to unravel that she had been afraid for me. The two knife wielding thugs were an inconvenience. She was worried about the .45. She knew, if it came to a choice, that I would sell my life to give her a chance. It was the biggest compliment anyone had ever paid me. I stroked Sheila’s hair and promised.. My husband is here on business and we go home tomorrow.”Ginger said, “I’m Ginger and I’m from Syracuse, New York. Small world.”I only told her my name. I did not feel that they needed to know that I lived between them, after all they both thought that they were fucking a stranger that they would never see again and who was I to spoil it for them.Ginger knew exactly why she was there for and just undressed before helping Cindy out of her clothes. Apparently Cindy knew why she was there too. She. While one thumped away mercilessly at Sharon’s arse, the other was simultaneously fucking Tracey’s cunt. And then while the girls were in ecstasy, they’d somehow alter positions: the first boy taking Tracey’s arse while the other transferred his attention to Sharon’s cunt. And then as Tracey gulped in paroxysms of delight, the one took his prick out of Sharon and pushed it into Sharon’s arse, giving her again that full feeling she so craved where inside her she could feel one prick sliding. I turned onto my back and reached to kiss her.“No, Ellen, just enjoy this,” Sarah whispered. She slipped the strap of my nightie off my shoulder, baring one of my breasts. “I love your tiny tits. Touch yourself,” she whispered. “Oh no” I whispered. “Do it for me, I want you to see how good it feels.” I took my breast in one hand and began to caress it. “Pinch your nipple.” I took my nipple between my thumb and forefinger and began to pinch it gently, kneading it between my fingers. “I’ve never.