Amy told the boys to let her out of the change room. They did not. A few blocked her way. Amy had fantasized about group sex but never thought it woul... happen. She was a bit scared and did not want any part of this right away. She had no choice. The horny boys were each going to have a turn on some part of her body. Amy knew she could not get out of this predicament so she participated. She thought protesting would get her no where. Over the next 2 hours she was fucked, poked or prodded in any. She hurriedly removed her clothes that was hanging on the rope for drying and asked me to sit.She sat beside me and I was bang on the topic. I asked her about what happened with her. She narrated me the incident but slowly began to break down and then burst into tears. She tried to hide them but for me this was the chance. I held her by her arms and hugged her. She laid her head on my shoulder with no retaliation and wept. After a while when she calmed down, I pull her up and looked into her. "Don't cover yourself up dear. Let my friend take a good look at your beauty," Dad said as he stepped over to the couch and pulled the coverlet off, letting it drop to the floor. "This is Mack; he's an over-the-road truck driver I met at the bar. Amazingly we were talking and discovered we both went to the same high school way back when." Dad forced his way between the arms of the couch, I, pulling my head against him letting his arm go around my shoulders, and his hand fell on my breasts.. I saw him occasionally look between my legs as he clicked away on his computer. I closed my eyes and basked in the afterglow so to speak until he came over to me and asked to see the bracelet and he somehow got it off me. He asked me to turn around again and spread my ass cheeks. For some odd reason I felt totally embarrassed even more so when he put his hands on my ass. Then he asked me to get up and come with him. He grabbed my hand and walked me passed my mom, who had a look of concern on.