' He said 'I don't care, faggot, PUT THEM ON!' I the word 'faggot' and his stern tone startled me. I hesitated for another moment and then slid my pan...s off, then my underwear, and then pulled my wifes big, dirty panties on. The steering wheel was in my way, making it difficult to change, but I managed. I slid my growing hard on into the panties and reached down for my pants.'Just sit there in her panties faggot', he barked. Then he slowly wrapped a pair on my wifes panties around his cock and. She was obviously worried about something, but what? I did not say anything at first. I thought 'If she has something to say then let her get on and say it.'Here, as far as I can remember accurately, is how the conversation went:"Gaspazha Neena?" she breaks the silence in the cell."Yes rabinya?"I'm looking at her, still wondering what problem she is conjuring up now."It's, err, well." I can tell that she's feeling embarrassed by what she is about to say. She manages to gather herself. She looks. It felt as though something was inside, perhaps taking up enoughroom to become a worthwhile find, although it felt soft like it may beclothing of some sort. I kept scanning the street, looking for the girlto return to look for her package but to no avail, she never appeared toclaim her bag.Unlocking the door to the house, I flopped onto the couch and carefullyopened up the little plastic bag. I promptly upended it onto the couch,the contents rolling from it. Carefully unfolding the article. Over the next many hours, the 5 guys had their way with my sweaty, tired body. I was double and triple fucked multiple times in circles, and each member got to have each of my three holes for their pleasure. They took tons of photos of me in numerous degrading positions. Thankfully, they never publicized it, to protect themselves as much as me. I was in and out of it, but I remember the session ending in a bukkake. I remember lying naked on my back on the floor in complete exhaustion, my entire.