After another drink Robyn cursed her shifting towel. Jeanette suggested she get rid of it, as it didn’t serve any real purpose. So Robyn removed the...towel and lay back on the bed in between the two of us. Robyn was a relatively tall slim young lady in her very early twenties. She had short light brown hair, small pert upturned breasts, long slim legs, a triangle of brown pubic hair. Jeanette and I slowly and gradually let the conversation drift around to sexual topics. Robyn contributed her. Michelle was on fire. Off and on she'd begged and whimpered for his cock, his tongue, his fingers, his teeth, and every time she begged him, he ignored her. Just when Michelle was ready to explode both physically and mentally, she felt her husband's breath against her ear. "Sweet, I'm ready." "Thank god," she hissed. "I'm ready for another game." "Jesus!" He laughed. "I'm going to use a marker and write on your belly and thighs, your breasts, your cunt and you have to guess what I'm writing. If. I am sure you can hear the pounding of my heart as I reach for your glass. I pull you toward me, brushing my lips lightly against your fingers, your cheek and finally your warm, soft lips. You open to me, and I taste the rich red wine again beneath your tongue. This kiss is what we’ve been building toward---this moment of electric connection. Lingering, I tangle my fingers in your hair and your touch traces fire down my neck to my shoulders. Your eyes burn into mine, reflecting the flames. Thoughts of what is going to happen to her raced through her mind and all she wanted was just to go home.Someone whispered in her ear. "If you cooperate with us we won't hurt you, and after the party you can go."As she continued to hang there loud music started to play, jerking her back to reality. A DJ started talking."Okay, people, let's get this party started, by introducing...the captured girl-next-door act!"The bag was pulled off her head. Renee looked in horror as she saw about 25 people,.