”When faced with a large black guy with a riffle you tend to go along with whatever he says. Several more men entered the building and started to se...rch the place. “How many people here?” the leader asked, “just us,” I replied. The black guy dragged me to my feet and hit me hard in the guts with the butt of his riffle, “I ask you again, how many people here?” “Just us,” I managed to splutter, pain racking my body. At that moment the others returned and confirmed that the house was indeed empty. He could tell. He bent his head down and nuzzled my neck, never stopping the movement of his fingers."Don' worry Jasmine …I’ll be gentle…promise…he won' hurt you." He whispered into my hair before slowly sliding one finger inside of me.My hips bucked involuntarily and I whimpered at the intrusion, but soon became used to the sensation and wanted more. My breathing became shaky, matching the pattern of Beau's breathing and I bit my lip as he began to slip his finger in and out of me.. “So, were you on display any more during your weekend?” I nervously asked.“Actually I was and a bit more than that, actually, quite a lot more than that!”She started to explain and my erection was getting to the point of exploding. Jen told me that Martin had informed her that a friend of his was coming over later that evening for dinner and a few drinks and she would have to be naked. His friend also came from England and only an hour from where we live.“I have to be naked in front of him?”. . . .I would not pass up this opportunity! With the plan under way I slept soundly that night after giving ‘my Man’ a good view of my most erotic pose. I knew immediately when he saw it.. . .pure lust! Next day, Friday, was the day set for action. I was ready. Friday dawned bright and clear as we prepared for the day. I went into the bathroom to brush my teeth while he was shaving. The closeness of our bodies in the small bathroom resulted in a bit of supposedly unintentional touchy/feely and I.