” He said softly, rubbing my shoulder.“No, I’m scared of going home. I but I’m afraid that the police will catch you if I don’t. I’m scare... I might be pregnant, I’m scared I’ll never see you again. I’m just scared.” I blubbered. “It’s alright baby. I’ll take care of everything you’ll be O.k. I promise.” He said wrapping his arms around me and kissing my tears away. “I won’t get caught. And as for being pregnant, me and my brother got our tubes tied a long time ago. Now calm down and rest, we. I moved my hands inside her top to feel her soft waist, rubbing my hands all over her belly, poking my fingers inside her belly button. She again started to moan heavy, enjoying my touches. As soon as her hands went towards my t-shirt to lift it off, I moved back and stood there without saying anything. I wanted to know how much she needs me, and the look in her eyes told me everything.She was not able to control herself and just wanted me then and there. I knew she is all mine now and I could. What made it even worse, though, was that Sandy was watching every second of it, lying right beside her, and that part of her deep, deep down admitted that she enjoyed the man's dominance. Layla had a fleeting flashback suddenly, a scrap of memory of her first boyfriend, Dietrich, cuffing her hands to his bed and fucking her roughly from behind. Dietrich had gagged her too, and she remembered biting so hard into that rubber ball as he'd stretched her cunt. It was the gag in her mouth right now,. Inevitable we said that we would be looking forward to the next time which, I guess, kind of committed ourselves to the group and to whatever might be planned for the future.Our drive home was one of constant interruptions as we both tried to relate to each other what had happened overnight. Jacqui (as she now had reverted to being) said that she had been a bit concerned that she wouldn't perform up to expectations, especially with all these new men but, as it turned out she was a big hit and.