He told me to sit on Mr. Dudley’s lap, so I did. I was angry, and scared as I sat naked on the lap of the monster who anally raped me in my own home...many years ago. He sneered as he felt up my naked body. David made me recount the events of that night to the three men. To my dismay, they laughed as I told the story. I was almost in tears at what David made me do next. He made me apologize to Mr. Dudley. He made me apologize that I didn’t offer my body to him that night, and that I would make up. On her feet were two inch heeled plastic sandals. Relaxed by the beer I saw the shorts were a little tight and showed off her ass in a way I'd never noticed before. Perfectly shaped and peach-like, outlined by the tiny panties that were obvious, with the zipper at the back highlighting and accentuating the hint of a valley between her two cheeks. The white tee was stretched tight across her smallish breasts, again highlighting femininity. She was obviously bra less and I'd never looked at my. She knew that he was in a state of readiness and asked him to mount her and make love to her. He did and enjoyed watching the grimacing expression on her face every time his shaft plunged into her. She told him she was coming, and come she did. Her back arched and her body shuddered like she was touching a live electric wire when she climaxed. Kevin had never seen any woman have such a strong reaction to cumming. He was somewhat proud that he could cause this but thought at the same time that. Yet, I could not help but think to myself that I would love to see Jodi with her head between my legs – but that was just my fantasy. Jodi also did not know that I had been, just a couple of years beforehand in exactly the same situation as her husband. My ex-wife Joanne, was still in the fucking around stage and rubbing my nose in her trysts with new lovers at every opportunity, and confusing and disgusting our two kids in the process, something I am sure you will agree is a less than ideal.