. not dilapidated. Outside ofthe dust, it wasn't even dirty. No holes in the ceiling or burned outfurniture. No dangerously plugged in electronics. In...fact, no electronicsat all. It was if he had stumbled into an untouched tomb.His flashlight settled on a painting in the center of the foyer. Abeautiful, gorgeous painting twice as tall as he was. In it, a woman in awhite sundress and floppy white hat stood at the edge of a cliffoverlooking the beach. The water was empty, practically clear,. He doesn't say it in a mean way. Like I said, he’s a great man in almost every sense. The sad thing is, he is really a great fuck too! When I get it, that is. I go shopping, get my hair done, and even buy a new outfit. I keep telling myself that this isn't a date, but I want to look nice too. Rob, Mike and I have exchanged pictures, even some dirty ones, so we know what we’re in for. It helps ease us into doing something that none of us has done. The next two days fly by, and I become so. So I start with 2 fingers up the wet cave ,as don't want to hurt the girl and with squelch noises as I do , she moans in delight and starts stroking my cock slow but hard ,after 10 minutes she has a few spasms and needless to say my bed sheets needed changing. she then cleans her self up and says "I feel dirty now" , and sits in front showing her hairy bush and turns round also showing her tight ass cheeks and lies over me and starts kissing my cock and just gently sucking the tip and gets a. "Shut the fuck up or I'll shove my blade in your fucking neck bitch" terrified, she closed her mouth. The second man, standing in front of her, pinched her nipple hard, causing her to whimper in pain. Grinning cruelly, the man behind her reached around and began rubbing her pussy, his fingers flicking her clit roughly, shoving fingers inside of her brutally. She tried to twist away, but was again slapped and yanked to the floor. Her head was pushed down until she was on her hands and knees..