It seemed kinda cool, there didn't seem to be any murderers posting. And so what, if there were murderers posting? It was, after all, just words in cy...erspace. Yea right! There seemed to be regular posters that knew each other, it felt like a comfortable local hangout. And tragedy struck, this time it wasn't a personal tragedy as the last few had been. This one rocked the entire world.. Nothing more needs to be said than SEPTEMBER 11, 2001!! Abruptly, the "REAL WORLD" came crashing down much as. ..She slid the hand that was holding the front of the bodysuit into mycrotch forcing me to open up my legs to give way. As she advanced downshe kept pressing against me over my tucked penis. I could feel the softtouch of the bodysuit mesh on my penis and the pressure of her fingers asthey glided over its length. When she reached the end of the front strap,the hand that was behind me went in between my legs and snapped it on thefront buttons over my penis.All this attention had made my penis. As for me, I’ve got plans for my own playthings.”“Well, between that and the sex slavery thing tonight, you’re definitely working hard to keep on our good side. In the meanwhile, though, where else to go?” Ben chuckled.“We go nowhere for now. We spend the night here in the church and I will service the three of you right here and now. For the next ... several hours, I’m yours. All three of you. Just don’t ... you know. Abuse me,” I coughed as I surrendered to the whims and fancies of my. The guys were clapping and she started to smile.‘I think she is in her element mate,’ said Martin.‘She looks amazing yet again Martin,’ I replied. ‘I so want her to let go and totally enjoy this night.’Shortly after, Greg ran over with a second drink for her, she drank it quickly, smiled at us then carried on around the stage popping open the front of the dress. The guys were cheering ‘Off! off! off!’ She then slipped the outfit over her delicate shoulders and tossed the dress towards me. I.