I braced myself, certain that I'd be greeted by a blow. But I was surprised. "Hi, Boss. At least, I assume that's you." It was Roger -- and I nearly f...inted with relief. Quickly, he unfastened the ropes holding me in place, carried me to the couch, and removed the hood and gag. He didn't waste time asking me if I was okay; the outlines of what had happened were obvious enough. "Where are the keys to your handcuffs and leg chains?" he asked. I told him that I had left the keys on the night. “Well let’s get this party started because you definitely have a lot of blanks to fill in but before we do I need to ask you...”Donna could almost read her mind and answered before Jo could finish her question, “Yes Jo, Trish wants you to fuck her, she wants to lick you and basically do anything you want.”Joanna could feel her heart racing and her pussy flooding at finally hearing the confirmation of what she had believed all weekend ever since Donna had sent her pictures. They were pictures of. "What do you think of the possibility of bombing in Afghanistan", I asked her one day."I haven't had sex in 3 years with my husband and I don't know why I am staying with him. He cheats on me to pay back for catching me cheating on him. I wanted to die until the day I saw you and now I masturbate every day thinking of you and I in Boston."I was dumb struck!"Suzanne? Can you explain that a little more plainly? I feel like you just bombed ME." I said.Suzanne started crying profusely and it took 5. "Not real sex, none of us wanted to be pregnant not even the guys wanted that to happen. So we did other things." Like what kind of things," I asked. There might have been some salacious interest, as well as pure investigative interest."We gave them head," she said."You mean you sucked their dicks?" I asked. Might as well beat her down, I decided."Yes we did that," she said."Did you guys have intercourse?" I asked."I never took a guy in my pussy," she said suddenly seeming to change her.