He pushed the tip of his cock into me then thrust until his thighs slapped against mine. He withdrew all the way then rammed the whole length into me...hard, back out all the way and ram – in again two or three times. The next time as I was expecting the pleasure of that large dick powering into me he rammed it hard and full length into my anus. This time I could not stifle the scream of pain, he pushed down on my back to hold me in place on the tabletop and ass fucked me deep, hard and fast. . Nancy broke it, stroking Mandy’s head gently. ‘What’s the issues, Mandy?’ Mandy moved out from between my legs and over towards Sharon. She grabbed a towel and wrapped it round herself. She looked at Nancy. She looked, like, somehow defiant. ‘OK, the issues are like these. I got off on the torture thing, like, really got off on it. And I realised I got off it not just ’cause of what it was but also because of who it was and who I was. So, like, I’m bisexual and I’m a sado-masochist. And I’m in. Then all of us got together this weekend. I wasn't a slut, but I had sex with everybody, and I loved every second of it, and I'm rambling again. What am I to do, Darla? How can I stop him from visiting my past and seeing what a slut I was?" You can't, but it doesn't matter. I'll say it again. Love doesn't work that way. Love is lot more than sex, and part of love includes compassion and understanding. David loves you. If he witnesses the mother of all gangbangs, as you called it, he'll still. My heart was fluttering, my palms clammy against the floor. I’d never done anything like it before, had never even come close. And there I was, with Scott Banks, a guy my goddamn father had introduced me to. Was I really going to let him do something I’d never even considered?“Scott,” My voice was soft and weak. “I think maybe this is too -”“Shh.” He pushed my legs wider apart. “You haven’t even cum yet, kitten. Isn’t that what you want?”“Well -”“I’ll make it so good, you’ll forget everything.