"May I?" I reach forward toward the waistband of his underwear, looking up into his green gaze, the colour of emeralds. He nods shortly, his fingers g...ntly tangling in the waves of my hair.He's a man assured of his masculinity as I unveil his length, already rigid, the tip of him thick and glistening just slightly. My hand encircles him tentatively and I hear a hiss, echoing my reaction from earlier as his fingers tighten just fractionally in my hair. I look up again to find his eyes closed.. They took me off the highway, so as to avoid being caught. Iwas pushed against a tree, and immediately a chain was tied around my waist. Myhands were forced behind the tree, and tied to each other. One of the guysrolled the third chain around his fists, and bringing it close to my face said,“You don’t want a print of this on your beautiful cheeks right?” Theguys pounced on me. Immediately two fingers were pushed in my dripping pussy,while two other guys were eating off my breasts. The other. I had texted him while I was in Washington and he was delivering me the information I had asked for. "The best one is on the top."While I was listening to reports I flipped through the documents, blueprints and pictures.Roseanne's report was on the 30 potential employees for the rapid response team. Twenty five had responded and fifteen of them were landing at BWI Sunday afternoon.They were to wait in the MAAR lounge until groups of four had assembled then MAAR was to give them directions and. I had a vague idea what they were doing, but just what I had heard in the girls bath room at school. I was aware enough to have discovered the wonderful place between my legs, and rubbed it most nights listening to them fucking just down the hall. Neither of them tried to be quiet when they were having sex. Topics about sex, pregnancy and conception were discussed freely in their house, and Kay answered some of the sexual myths I had mistakenly come to believe. This was a welcome change from.