My hands began to wander your body and I realized you were still fully clothed. I guess Id have to break free for a moment to get your clothes off of ...ou too. I put my hands on your chest and pushed you away just slightly, then began to tug your shirt upwards. You took my hint and stood up, pulling your shirt over your head, meanwhile I began to unbutton and unzip your jeans and push them off. You stepped out of your jeans and were left only in your boxers, standing in front of me as I sat on. I told her thanks but I was over heated from the shower and needed to cool off. I said It is the men's locker room after all. She nodded uncomfortably and told me guess it's ok, trying not to look at me clearly to uncomfortable and startled to explain. I finished trimming my beard at the sink then sat down across from her on the locker bench. I only put my shirt and socks on. Bottomless I got my bag together and then walked back to the mirror beside the sink she was cleaning. I took took out my. He pulled me off his cock, “lay down on your belly” he said and while I wasn’t sure just yet what was up I did as I was told. Chris climbed on top of me and pushed the skirt up over my hips, he pushed aside the panties and I felt the head of his cock rub between my ass cheeks. He used his feet to spread my legs and his thumb to find my virgin hole. It hurt a little when his thumb pressed inside me but nothing like what came next, Chris’s cock was slick from being in my throat and still hard. Gina froze in terror and her whole body went rigid. She imagined slowly being killed with knives and almost peed herself. The big guy covering her mouth said to his masked companion, ‘Just cut them off, man.’ Gina shuddered when male number two pulled out a big K-bar type knife, a military model, the kind with a knuckle-duster handle and serrated blade. While Gina shook with fear, he positioned the blade at the waist of her flimsy white cotton T-shirt and quickly sliced right through it to the.