.. this much togetherness. I know I wasn’t.”“Nor was I,” piped in Liya. “I don’t think it would have worked before this year, and may have...damaged, rather than cemented, our relationships. I think we could have gotten this started earlier this year, but it wasn’t really possible until the ‘summer sleepover season,’ so I’ve convinced myself not to mourn for lost time. Knowing what I know now, I’m more than happy to have missed out on an extra sleepover or three earlier in the year not to risk. To theleft, actually, because I was lying on my side. My hands were shackledbehind me. I couldn't see the shackles of course, but I could feel themetal on my wrists. There was tube in my mouth, tasted and felt likerubber, with a band going back around my head, securing it. I looked downand saw what I was wearing. My suit was gone, and had been replaced with atight red halter-top, short red mini-skirt, and black stocking. I waswearing red high heels. I could also feel smooth satin panties. Her body covered in oil and sweat starts to buck and force herself into her aggressor as her orgasm was building, she felt the man in her cunt expanding, while the man in her ass was screaming filth at her. She sucked hard on Ray, wanting all three men to spunk in her holes at the same time. They were close her arse and cunt were pumped full three four five squirts of hot cum causing her to join them cumming so hard and wet covering the cunt man’s cock, she thought she was peeing herself. No. She had never been even medium breasted, so there was no need for a bra. Her panties were kicked off with surprising speed. Casey’s grin widened. ‘Lay on the table,’ she instructed. Megan obliged. She felt Casey maneuver her so that her lithe body was spread eagle. ‘Okay,’ Casey said. In the next moment, Megan was blinded by a series of flashlights that came on. She tried to raise herself, and felt hands quickly move to restrain her. ‘Girls,’ Casey continued, ‘this is Megan. She’s the new.