I told the four to be calm and to please not show any weapons. None of them seemed to understand. In very broken English, one said, "We escape, we see... help, protection, and asylum."Donte looked at me and shook his head. Knowing that the usual answer for this kind of problem was 911 but I felt we should do something for them if they were related to the vans across the street.I told Donte, I'm going to call the FBI and see what they think we should do. I'd really like someone to check those two. "Ken tried to suckle my tits and that was quite nice until he tried to squeeze them as well. Even though he didn't do it hard, I pulled back in pain so he desisted and concentrated on fucking me. Jim had just brought Brenda to a climax and sat on the bed, his cock was half hard so when I'd finished cleaning Ken's prick, he suggested Jim could do with a suck too. I looked in askance at Jim who said to try it.Very carefully I wrapped my lips around the head and when he made no move to push me. I saw you watching me as I dangled my shoe from my toes."She'd seen that? I felt a sinking feeling in my stomach. I thought I'd been discrete, thought I'd indulged this curious fetish of mine in secret, as I had my entire adult life, never daring to act on it. "Karen loves it when I do that, don't you?"Karen nodded sheepishly, a light flush rising in her cheeks."I don't know what you're talking about," I said. Beside her, Karen had stopped kissing and caressing and was now slowly sliding her. But it was disorienting, which Isupposed was the point.I was also naked, and for the first time that bothered me a little. Ifelt vulnerable and I didn't like it, but that was also the point. It wasa gigantic psychological manipulation conducted by people who'd had lotsof practice.Jess eventually awoke as did Sam, and we managed to communicate wellenough by reading each other's lips and gestures. Jess was stuck in themiddle and was constantly having to relay messages between Sam and I.Long hours.