It went all over him, his hand, his arm, his chest and all the while he kept pumping his three fingers in and out of her pussy. Now with even more ag...ression. He shoved his middle finger all the way up her ass and kind of locked it in place while he ravaged her pussy with his other hand, through her peeing. When the peeing stopped, he stopped. He then picked her up and carried her up to the main deck. He tossed her overboard, the last part of his body to touch her's was his finger up her. So we made it in side and as soon as we walked in I took his hand in mine and we walked to the back room he sat across from me on a arm chair I sat on the couch we made small talk and chatted nervously for a few minutes while I screwed up the courage to make contact. That’s when the light in my head said “ Bing” go for it! I stood up and walked over to him and squeezed next to him on the arm chair I put my hand on his thigh and began to rub lightly lightning bolts of ecstasy passed through me I. I turned my head towards the door and I faced a menacing character behind me. He was dressed in all black, including a black hood with holes for his nose and eyes. I tried to scream but all that came out was a garbling sound, the cloth gag doing its job. I heard his voice."SSSSHHHH", putting his fingers to his lips.I looked over and saw that Ashley was in a similar situation, another masked intruder binding her arms behind her back. I could see that they were handcuffs, a white piece of cloth. The breeze had got quite strong and had turned into a bit of a summer storm. Angie hadn’t taken a jacket or umbrella with her and she just knew that she was going to get wet. Never-the-less it was relatively warm so she carried on walking to the bus stop. When she got there she noticed a couple of young men staring at her chest. When she looked down she saw that the front of her dress was plastered to her chest and the thin material was clinging to every little curve. She could clearly see that.