.. over my dead body!It was Thursday morning. I had a few days to consider the situation and try to come up with a good solution. If it came down to i..., I'd visit the prick Monday and end any dreams he had of sleeping with my wife, or any other woman! It just seemed like a bad idea for me to risk being arrested. Then whatever he was using to blackmail Paula would become public knowledge. How does one thwart a blackmailer?That evening Paula was quiet and preoccupied. Even our daughters noticed. ..The ringleader (lets call him Ali)of the lot? the one who had pulled me into the car, wasstarting questioning me.'Do you masturbate?' he asked me'NO' I lied(ets call him Ali)'Have you ever given a blow job?''No?''Do you watch porn, little girl?''that?s disgusting!' I lied once again'I can tell by the look of you that you are a little whore, so don?t youdare lie to me. You are going to be punished. Strip her clothes off' he said tothe two guys.They relentlessly ripped off my shirt, and jeans. . in a rhythm that was too regular to be unconscious. She couldn’t be having an unbroken string of orgasms. She was squeezing him on purpose. Instinct made him flex the muscles associated with his penis. It felt good to do that. It must just feel good for her to squeeze him, too.“Keep going!” she gasped.He gave up and abandoned her nipples. Holding her waist, but leaving her bent backwards, he started those short rabbit strokes again. She yipped, “Yes, yes, yes!” and the squeezing became. Tom could smell the Chablis on her breath. Tom returned the kiss with biting her ear lobe and kissing her neck. She let out a gasp."Don't stop what your doing," Caz said."I won't stop Caz. I love it."Tom continued the ear lobe biting and neck kissing for nearly five minutes. He had slipped his hand underneath her shirt and was rubbing her back up and down. She had no bra on but Tom kept his hands on her back and continued his assault on her neck and ear lobes. Caz liked it a lot wiggling.