Andrew wasn't sure what to do. Wasn't sure what was going to happen. They made small talk about the universities football program, the weather and pol...tics. The suspense began to weigh on Andrew. What was taking so long. He was going crazy wanting to know what would happen. He felt that the tension itself was like sex, a pleasure and a pain. Even if Ashley asked Mark to leave without anything happening, he'd fuck her himself, and probably not last long in this state.In the bathroom, Ashley put. She looked haggard and tired, having lost at least 20 pounds and she was never a big woman. Her smile was warm enough as she hugged me, thanking me for my sacrifice in her behalf. Mumbling something that it was okay, I saw Megan standing behind her. That was not the girl I remembered from the pictures they had sent us. This was a little ferocious fox. She was the American variant of a punk rocker, at least in dress code. Maria and I still are frequent visitors of the underground clubs that play. Al looked at me and asked me did I want him to fuck me. I then said fuck you, you bastard. Al took his Dick and started massaging My pussy hole. He made me moan real loud. So loud in fact that the other two guys came into the bedroom. They asked WTF are you doing to her. All three of them started laughing. One of the two said that’s the way to break her. Then they left. Al continued massaging my pussy hole. Then he made me cum again. I don’t know how many times Al made me cum. That fucker was. A laptop computer (rent one if necessary),a 50' coil of soft white cord that is not more than ¼" in diameter,an effective blindfold of your choice, a pair of leather boots with at least4" heels and a pair of tight kid leather gloves that reach passed your wrists. In addition, I will leave it up to you to select and bring either a gag ormaterial that can be used for that purpose. All these items are to be set outon the dressing table; I believe they are self explanatory however I will notethat.