The guys had finished there food and decided it was time for some entertainment, I was forced face first over the coffee table, my thong was ripped to...one side and a finger probed my arse “it’s a bit tight at the moment but that’ll be sorted” Steve said. A big syringe of lube was forced into my arse, I was taken into Steve’s “playroom” In the middle of the room stood a stand with a huge butt plug, a pair of hands grabbed my thong and tore it off, my dress was pulled off, my arms bound behind. ?If it?s not a, well, you know, a?person of interest?, then what could it be??Robert threw his hands in the air. ?Hell if I know. I?ve had plenty ofrandom things pop up now and again, all at some distance. The stuff isrelated to emotion. Maybe super large outbursts of emotion can triggerit? Your sister doesn?t seem to fully understand it, and she?s beenusing it for a year.?Cory sighed. ?Well, can you at least explain better what this hum isthen? I mean, like, how does it feel? Is it like a. Val giggled and came while she watched the little blonde struggle between the two big men on the dress shop floor.Donna's asshole was fighting a desperate holding action against Jack's invading cock. Every fraction of an inch he pulled her winking shitter open was causing her terrible pain."Wiggle it," Val chortled. "Wiggle it in!" Shit," Jack muttered, slamming Donna back toward him with all the strength in his arms while he banged forward. "The rich bitch is trying to skin me alive."Donna was. Disappointingly we seemed to be the only customers.From behind us a voice asked if we needed any help.Turning round we faced the counter behind which arather corpulent man sat. He was squeezed into a Tshirt through which his flesh protruded from a numberof holes. ‘No thanks we’re just looking’ Gary answereda bit to quickly, ‘he’s nervous,’ I thought. We browsed the shelves examining videos and magazines.At the far end of the shop was a cabinet displaying.