Amy knew I would be curious and now she knew I had succumbed to my desires. She would never let me forget it. Then again, did I want to forget it? The...truth was that it meant I could have sex without strings attached anytime I wanted – with an appointment of course. I took the card Mona had given me out of my bag. There was a phone number, “office” hours and the letterhead that read “Entertainment for the lonely”. Was I lonely? I suppose I was, sort of. I looked at the card again. “I am not. I’m sure she would have loved the view. The boys by now were standing at my wife’s feet, still looking around furtively. One of them was rubbing his cock through his trunks. Some comment passed between them and they seemed satisfied that they were alone with my wife. They sat down on the edges of our towel, when one of them reached out slowly and clutched one of my wife’s breasts, quite timidly at first, then when no reaction came, more confidently. This seemed to act as a catalyst to the. He raised the blanket she was wearing away from her crotch and gently washed the dried blood and semen off her. She tried not to, but she could not help grimacing in pain every time he touched her. She said that the man that Otto had killed had just finished raping her a few minutes before he had shown up; she had been crying from the pain.She said that she had been raped too many times to count, and she had been dry much of the time, so her flesh had been badly torn in the process. She hoped. She didn't have a bra on and her little nipples rose up through the thin fabric. Bob, seeing what I was doing began to massage his limp cock. Jenny offered no resistence at all and her legs parted quickly as I moved between them to begin some frantic dry fucking. I had just come and my cock was rock hard again. It couldn't have been more than a minute before I realized that it just hurt, kneeling on the cold concrete floor pressing my naked cock against the roughness of her pants. I.