Here is my fantasy.Mike and I were c***dhood friends and always spent the summers together. We slept over at each others houses every weekend and we d...d everything together. When we started discovering girls we talked about it a lot. His mom would get lingerie catologs from Fredricks and Victorias Secret and we would looks at them a lot. We talked about how hot the models were in their panties and lingerie and how it great it would be to have sex with them. One day we were looking at a few. My muscles had adjusted to the size of their cocks and the pain was gone but not the pleasure. I didn’t have to beg for breast attention as hands were groping my tits, squeezing them and pinching, pulling my hard nipples. My entire body was quivering and convulsing. More semen and another dick in my ass and mouth filling me in every orifice with their life giving seed. When all had their turn at my cunt, ass and mouth they were spent and I was exhausted. I thanked them, letting them know they. "I hope your last name isn't Christmas."She giggled for a second, and then moaned, and clutched her side more."Mind if I look at that?" I said, closing the door.She shrugged, which I took to mean permission. I took off her jacket, and lifted up her shirt. She was wearing a bra, so I didn't see that much, but I did see the damage. It wasn't broken, and it wasn't bleeding. It was just badly bruised. I told her as much."Small consolation," she muttered."If you don't mind my asking," I said, "Who. ?Oh no, not yet, now draw your feet up and step through your hands, can you do that?? Sarah requested.?Yes!? Caroline agreed as she pulled her knees against her chest so her feet just cleared the cuffs between her wrists then straightened again with her hands in front of her.?Just lie back, slip up the bed a bit, and dangle your leg over the edge of the bed and? said Sarah and when Caroline obeyed there was a faint click as Sarah connected a pair of handcuffs from the bed frame to Caroline’s.