He moved towards my legs and tied a rope around my right ankle and then to the table leg, he did the same with my left, now I was on my back dressed l...ke a slut and tied to a table with my head and arse hanging over the edges completely helplessThe second guy was smaller but still big enough to matter, he pulled my panties to one side and started to stroke my cock, he dropped to his knees and slid his tongue in my hole, he didn’t need to do that, I was wet enough! Still deep throating and. "Listen to this, Sandy. You won't believe this!" Of course Sandy liked to here the gossip as much as the next gal as long as it wasn't about her. Sandy's heart beat was so rapid it felt it might fly out of her chest. Well, maybe her friends would understand and with any luck, be a little supportive. Secretly, they even might be jealous. There's no telling about these things. "Come closer, Sandy. We want you to hear what's going on in our town," and Betty motioned for her to sit next to her.. This story goes back 20 years or so when M was 24, and it was 2 years before I met her.She was sort of seeing R, it was nothing serious, at the time she lived alone in a bedsit in London. She had a room in a shared house after leaving university. She was into reggae music and because of that she started to meet black men. R was black. On this particular night he was meant to take her out but when he turned up he had his friend B with him. M didnt know B and hadnt seen him before, he was also. I wasn't even sure I wanted to leave the country for six months. I had only been in Aster making my new life for about 18 months. I wasn't really satisfied with the life, which I had made so far, but then again it wasn't all that bad either. Even so it looked as though I was going to be seeking temporary employment over seas.The one thing I knew for sure was that I did not want to go back to the sandbox. There was definitely not going to be any dirt road trucking in my future. Six months of.