??? ? ? ? ? Paul shrugged, pretending not to care, but the trickle of sweat dripping from his armpits was from fear not from heat. ? He undid his belt...and opened his jeans. He peeled them down and stepped out of them.??? ? ? ? "Oh my, you wear tight whities, huh? Most straight dudes wear boxers, Paul. We think jockey's are kind of faggoty. Sill it's your choice. You look damned good in them. Your ass and basket show real clear. ?Toss your clothes to me, and I will take them inside so they don't. I started pleading with the men to let me go and one said,” OH. Don’t worry Rundi. We’re going to let you go, but first we got to finish something!” The man kneeling before me told me to move closer to him and to remember what would happen to me if I didn’t cooperate. I nervously inched my way closer to him and closed my eyes again. I felt his hands lifting my breasts as if he were weighing them. He said, “Lady, I can’t believe the tits you got!” And then he pulled me even closer and I felt his. Max was now moaning and screaming for Cathy to fuck him nice and hard. Her silver nipples rammed on his face as she pounded his full length into herself. She gently rocked her hips back and forth, groaning as his length filled her belly. She began to pick up her speed. Her pussy was dripping sweet love juices all down her lover’s balls. Cathy was bouncing and pounding into Max, the scent of passion filling the bedroom along with their sensual moans in unison. Max grabbed a tit and squeezed,. But just as I reach for my bag to find a lighter, Alex unlocks his lips from Craig's and says; "What are you doing?! Get over here!"I smile now, knowing I get to be involved at last. I go over to them both and Alex kisses me deeply. They lift up my arms and swiftly remove my top. Then they tease me, kissing and licking my chest, stomach, arms, shoulders. I still have on my bra and desperately want them to remove it, but they don't...or won't. Craig goes around behind me, with Alex in front of.