She continued sipping her wine as Frank knelt before her and slid her panties off. Karen lifted her feet to allow him to slide them completely off. Sh... was wearing ankle strapped high heels that would remain on her during their lovemaking; she knew Frank liked fucking her in stockings and heels, and that thought excited her tremendously.She continued sipping her wine as Frank led her to the armchair and had her sit. He smiled at her and she was curious, but he silently took her free hand and. We agreed to leave the pub around a half hour later as the guys had a drink or two under their belts. The last member to join us was Johnny – he was too shy to meet us in the pub so he met us in the street up the road from the pub. Being 25 and the youngest member of the group, Johnny was very anxious about how the afternoon would go. My apartment was a short 5 minute stroll from the pub. On arrival at my pad, we would strip down to our speedos as the sun was shining and the boys were keen for. During dinner I gave my wife an expensive golden necklace that I had purchased for her for being so wonderful while I was away. I told her that the gift came with a condition though. She had to go to the washroom, remove her panties (she was wearing a thong that night with a fairly short skirt with black nylons) and hand them to me when she returned. She got a grin on her face and sashayed off to the washroom. After a couple of minutes she returned and smiled seductively to me as she handed me. Immediately the teen whore started whaling out crying and pleading for them to let her go. She was then shook by a punch to the gut and the face. This shoked the abused teen and she quickly became quite, most likely out of shock and fear. Jack addressed the teen again. You can cry all you want, but no one is going to hear you and you can forget about your parents saving you. We sent them a ransom letter from a fictious Mexican Drug Cartel and said you were being held in Mexico. No one is going.