Especially when he had fucked me earlier and this was his 2nd or 3rd load which always took longer to entice from his balls! It was exciting for us bo...h.10. Workouts in the nude were mandatory and hygiene after each session of sex was required.11. Eventually wear a male chastity belt that he would mail order from England. (There was no internet in the 1970’s.) This could be worn 24 hours a day and when he did make me wear it he rarely removed it for fucking me. Kept it on when just sucking. Everybody had plans, every single person. Except her. Her plans for the night boiled down to seeing if she could get enough rum in her to completely forget that the night had happened in the first place. The only thing she wanted was for the day to be over. A handsome young man stepped into the office. He was dressed in a black button up shirt and a pair of slacks that did a rather good job of showing off his well formed backside. ‘Is there a Trish here?’ The man asked opening a box and pulling. ‘I’ve never been this horny in my life! Fran just barely started touching me and I’m turned on!’ Joanne took a second washcloth off the rack on the shower wall and began to lather it. When it was covered with white foamy suds, she began to wash her friend’s beautiful, rounded form. As their washcloths slid over lovely flesh, passion began to burgeon in the two friends. Each paid careful attention to areas on their partner’s body they had learned were especially sensitive and soon both lovely. There must have been a signal from Ted. They all stopped at once. I was left standing on the table gasping for breath. They all stepped back and began to quickly undress. I opened my eyes to see Ted taking this opportunity to reload his camera.Suddenly the room seemed full of naked men. They pulled me down onto my hands and knees on the table. I didn't resist. But they were very rough. They seemed to be determined to rape me, whether I was willingly participating or not.Seconds after I was in.