I fought to free my arms and bring them down below my waist, but it was too late. The mysterious fingers were pulling aside my thong and was playing w...th my slit. I twisted and even moaned but no one could hear me over the sound systems blasting away its industrial strength heavy metal music. Just as I managed to work my arms free enough to get them below my waist, another stranger hand reach between some bodies and cupped my left breast and began to knead my flesh. Grabbing at the hand that. I am a stunner to look at. I am about 5'8" tall, with short black hair and an almost perfect body. I have a 38C-26-36 figure. I am an aerobics trainer. Steve is about 6'2" tall with long blonde hair and blue eyes. He runs the administrative section of the health club that we run and keeps himself quite fit. We have two sons aged 9 and 7. Two years ago something happened that was quite traumatic for both Steve and me.Although Steve has been using condoms whenever we have sex, I got pregnant.. That got Jen a buckin like a donkey. Now she was a pullin on Amys ears too. All three a them started a groanin. Id never seen Ben hump that fast before&hellip,.then Bens body stiffened up and the girls started yellin and a shakin. Amy was a buckin back on Ben and yelled loud: Oh Lordy Be! and bit Jen on her pussy. Jen yelped but she seemed to like it. Ben felt Amys tits and humped her slow now. Jen was a smiling and rubbin her finger on her pussy. Amy was a slow squirmin with a red. I think I had better work that off on someone less defenseless.”“We can head out to my gym after lunch, and work off some of your frustration and aggression. Given your previous experience with PTSD, we should probably make sure that you are burning off your adrenaline, by mimicking instinctive fighting and running activities every day. I can even “pick a fight” with you and challenge you to fight you over your girl, if it makes you feel better. Hell, I will even let you think that you are.