. couldn't..."I began to have a fantasy that they made love while I was at work ... I knew it wasn't so, but I got those weak-in-the-knees feelings ..... that anguish of betrayal and humiliation. But it was all mixed in with a sense of wild excitement. I fantasized about what she might be doing. The sensations were addictive. It's imagining the woman you love being intimate. It was an incredibly naughty act to think of Pricilla fucking someone else, especially a friend. The effect to my senses. I moved, but evidently not quick enough because I got a push in the back using the stumpy barrel of the shotgun."Get in there" he shouted.In there I found a young blonde woman cowering in the corner. She was now crying uncontrollably."Shut her up ... or she dies next" he said in a menacing voice.I went across to her, grabbing her and taking her into my arms. I spoke rapidly to her, telling her she needed to calm herself and to be quiet. I held her tight, and hoped that she would calm very soon.. She knew she couldn't cum this way without help, so as Simmons pulled her lips up and down his engorged shaft she reached one hand between her legs to finger herself. By now she was getting used to the cock fucking her ass and it only took a few seconds for her to make herself cum. Her body froze with another resurgence of her orgasm and she moaned, wriggling her body on their dicks. Once she had started the balls pounding her pussy kept her going, and for several minutes she was only conscious. Stacey filled out all the details in those forms, and gave them back to that lady. The lady filled the rest of the things in the form. “Cabin number five,” the lady said. Stacey took out some cash from her purse, I didn’t know how much it was exactly, but Stacey gave it all to the lady. “Follow me, Darling,” Stacey said with a naughty smile. I was getting more nervous, but I followed her. Stacey knew where the cabin number five was. She went straight to that cabin, and I followed her. We.