She clicks play and the first scene is this sexy brunette sucking this dudes cock. This starts to get me hard. Then Chelsea fast forwards, the a scene...where they are fucking, the guy has the brunette bent over a bathroom sink as he rails his cock into her pussy. She's moaning with pleasure. That was it, my cock was now hard as fucking rock and was starting to bulge in my pants. I adjust my sitting position trying to give my cock room. Chelsea looks over at me and smiles, I smile back. "That. He told me that he had spotted me at the first meeting that I had attend. It was the one where the demonstration on how to whip and flog took place. He said he had seen how I had tried to look somewhat disinterested but that he knew that inside me was a desire was burning. He walked behind me and forced the gag into my mouth. I felt the straps tighten and the gag being forced deeper into my mouth. I shook my head no and tried to tell him not to but only a muffled “mmmmmffffff” came. "No, I guess not. I don't think a little lady like you could handle afull bottle to yourself." He gestured to the bottle of wine that sat inthe metallic cooler. Art hated the way Doyle spoke, like an older man butnot the kind of older man Art would ever want to meet."I guess." It was as uncommital an answer as Art could muster. Doyleseemed to pause for a second."Do I know you?" If Art's heart could have sunk any lower then it wouldhave. He hadn't even considered that one of Doyle or Marcus. The organiser would 'shuffle the pack' periodically to make sure everyone knew everyone else. That's when I first noticed her. She was talking with someone just ahead of me and so naturally, her being female and me always on the lookout for tasty ladies, I checked her out. She looked to be in her late 60s had auburn hair cut in a nice bob style and a nice body that verged on being skinny. She was dressed in black ski pants, boots and T shirt covered by a fluorescent thin jacket and walked with.