On the top of the stool she started looking through the things on the loft. Then she said, “I don’t know what you need, I can’t sort out these t...ings from here. And I am afraid of the lizards there might be.” I said, “I am coming up to help you.” Now the stool top was about one square feet, hardly enough for two to stand together. But it was quite enough to get close. She was pressed between the wall and me now, my front pressed against her buttocks. I pretended to take her help sorting out. The gist of it is, he invited her and Hannah back to his apartment, and shut up Joe, and showed them film and played cassette tapes of a couple pieces by a friend of his and her girlfriend." Actual film?" Yes. Back in the seventies, video wasn't so prevalent or attainable. Not synched. Just 8mm film and the sound from the performance pieces via the cassette. Shira loved it and always wanted to do something like it and she thought it would be perfect here. You see, it has to do with moving from. I had one in my mouth and one each in a hand and my hubby was saying there you guys go, have fun! It didnt take them long to switch cocks in my mouth as I felt large hands fondle my exposed tits. They were pinching and pulling my nipples when one ordered me to the bed and soon I was tied there with my legs spread wide. I was raped by each of the four black men, one at a time and sometimes with a pussy juice soaked cock slipping into my mouth. There was the first climax exploding from my pussy. Once you’ve confirmed liquidation at my end of things.” Lana’s curt smile, and the silence that followed, before the click of the line closing, told the quivering male that a dark business at which he could only guess at, had been agreed and set in stone, and he would now know the undivided attention of that whip. He cowered as her long legs showed their elegant shape through the lace as she strode slowly toward him with purpose. Her sneer broadened as she flexed the whip as he bent his back.