They were hardened criminals. I wouldn't survive.Leia had said I'd have to have sex with a bunch of horny college boys. That was humiliating, but a lo... better than the abuse I'd surely get in prison. I could survive that. And Leia had given me hope. She had said, "You do what I say 'til I get tired of you." That meant it wouldn't last forever. I was strong. I could endure almost anything for a short period of time. As long as there was hope I could survive anything.I glanced up at the clock on. She shifted in her pretense, pushing her buttocks towards him, offering more access to her exposed genitals, she was wet and with her upper body angled away form Alex, he slid in between her thighs, opening her for the first time in 18 months, an experienced hip movement, ever so slight, was enough to guide him deep inside, she gasped as he opened her and came to rest fully embedded.He knew something had changed, all the feeling was different, warmer, tighter and wetter, a sharp change in. Sipping on my Corona I put on my short tight Aztec printed skirt and black crop top, curled my blonde hair into beach waves, and put makeup on. ‘Damn girl, you clean up nice,’ I thought to myself as I stared back at my reflection. I hadn’t put an ounce of effort into my appearance in two weeks with the stress and impending doom of finals on my mind, so I had forgotten how decent I could actually look. After some quick pre-gaming with shots of vodka, and a mixed drink or two, a group of us. The guy chatted me up quite a bit, with her knowing all along he and I had been involved in very deep sexual chats. The only proviso was No Recording. Now, I consider my self a very stand-up guy, and would never violate the trust placed in me by a playmate. We arranged to meet on Skype last Friday night. The husband and I had cammed a bit prior to this 3-person encounter, so I knew what he looked like, When we opened the channel on our 3-way cam & cum call, I was thrilled to meet the guy's wife.