I looked over at Ruth. She was indeed striking, moderately tall, thin, withalmost white blonde hair falling well below her shoulders, and a very palec...mplexion to go with it. She would flip her hair as she spoke, and I knewfrom rooming with her it was naturally that color. We used to joke that herpussy hair was so fair no one could see it. Her features were fine, and herthin jaw looked like she should be a model. Her pale blue eyes had a mischievousglint, especially as she began to flirt.. She took my elbow and hurried us along to a tavern where she was known, ordered some meat pies and ale and then poured out her tale, looking very sad as she did. Her father, she said, had sent her mother to Jamaica with another British officer and then had tried to force himself on her older sister, Jeanne. The sister had disappeared, and her father had apprenticed her after trying to rape her."Where did he go?" I asked, very confused."You understand," she said, "he's not really our father, but. I have no idea why. I had seen him move it from his company SUV.From that bag he removed an instrument of some kind. He ran it along the walls. He stopped at the light switch. He held his finger to his lips demanding silence. Funny how all that good, alcohol induced, lightheartedness disappeared. The Brit was all business, and I fell right into it as well.Both the light switch in the main room and the kitchen had microphone. They would be the easiest place to hide a microphone for sure."Damn. In and out in and out in sync. Now Thug 3 positioned himself next to her head, slapped her face with his dick and demanded she open her mouth. She refused at first but he quickly jammed his cock into her mouth. The dick that was just so deep in her ass was now being forced into her mouth. He grabbed the back of her head and forced her to deep throat his massive cock. I could only helplessly watch as my beautiful girlfriend was being brutally gang raped. Massive black cock stuffed into all three.