The warehouse was conventional in size and shape, and it had several doors for people as well as the doors at the loading docks. The warehouse was one...story with a ceiling clearance of 14 feet. That could handle anything that the terrorists could want to store there, and it seemed ideal for their purpose.Okay, we had the information that we could glean without attracting too much attention, so Alice drove us around so that we could see the usual tourist attractions. We were lucky and found a. She was troubled, to say the least, by my answer. “I think she’d love it.” I said matter-of-factly, “The way she fingered my ass in the shower, and got into fucking my ass last week, I know she has a fascination with anal sex.”What I said may have been true, but Cory had never taken anything in her ass before, and I was really hoping today would be the day.”But I don’t do anal” she meekly protested, “It’ll hurt!”DJ continued to stroke his raging hardon, as the idea of fucking my best friend was. "Someone feels rather wet, Dave," Jack announced."Maybe she needs a few climaxes," Dave suggested. "You want to go first?" Might as well," Jack agreed, "we are both going to enjoy her plenty of times during the journey. Legs open."They both hooked a leg around my ankles and pulled my legs wide apart, exposing my wet and eager pussy. Jack's fingers slid easily into the well-lubricated slit and Dave used one hand to tease my tits while the other was busy rubbing my erect clit as Jack. We met on an adult dating site, chatted, texted and sexted for weeks before we actually met. The culmination of those events was the most sensual lovemaking session of my life. Now we continue:We hadn't seen each other for a few days but had kept up a barrage of texts, in which we now included emojis and short sayings that represented our thoughts and growing feelings.One morning I received this text: "Are you cut?" Now I knew that after our first meeting she knew full well that I was.