I was born in Detroit so that teed me off from the start.Still, I did not start the group pistol-whipping that their patches begged for, this was a fr...endly meeting, for the kids.But some folks were just begging for that beat down.It seemed the gang was shaking the place down, demanding money from the owner. If they had been professional we might have had a peaceful meeting in private, exchanging respect, and explain the facts of life without any excessive bloodshed and broken bones. But that. I'll have to admit that between the licking and sucking on my balls and then hitting him in the face with my dick (plus her great sucking), I was really enjoying the action.After doing this for awhile, she had me to penetrate her tight slit with my ever so hard rod. She ordered hubby to kiss and lick my balls some more and also to kiss my ass cheeks. After I plowed her for about 10 minutes, she insisted that I pull out so that hubby could suck and clean my rigid cock. A minute or two later she. It was too late, the taser hooks hit their mark, one in each breast and the voltage shook Cindy’s body and caused her to pass out. Jose removed the hooks from her breast and splash water in her face to awaken Cindy. He informed Cindy if she struggled again, the pain would be worse and pointed the taser at her cunt. He asked Cindy if she understood, and she nodded.Jose then motioned the gang member to continue and Cindy wailed against her panties as he pushed the needle first through her left. "Well, I guess this is a start!" I mumbled, as my face scrunchedup in disgust at my predicament.I precariously leaned over and pulled the thong up my smooth legs, thenfitted it snugly into place. It was unsettling how it fit so perfectlyover my smooth nether regions, and how the string in the back rode upmy ass crack. "Ugh." It felt weird to wear another person's underwear,even if I was that person currently.I awkwardly walked to the mirror again, turning sideways to see if Icould get a view of.