As Stephanie lay on the ground crying, she remained oblivious to the hardons all the guys had gotten, her boyfriend came up behind her with a piece of...rope that he had and grabbed her arms, pulled them behind her back, and tied them. Stephanie, who just realized what had happened, started thrashing around like crazy, the rope biting into her wrists. One of the guys grabbed her and brought his hand down on her ass again, telling her to stop struggling or she would get hurt. Hearing this. Everyonenoticed my transition, they were also very aware ofthe changes in my household dynamic. It wasembarrassing at first, but now I refer to Auger asone of my closest friends. Alissa really couldn’thave chosen a better guy to be with.The four of us went out and had a fantastic time.Alissa looked really sexy, but her belly was startingto bulge a little. I just assumed it was all of theice cream she had been eating lately. It also struckme that she was abstaining from alcohol that. She suddenly felt something colder then the chain touch the base of her spine slowly going down. The Santa had taken his gloves off, his hands, a deep blue, fingernails, jagged as they slipped under her crimson panties. Her jaw shuddered in fear. She had stopped moving not sure what to do. Only causing herself further pain because of the chain. She felt the fingers, wet like melting ice slowly slide down her smooth, baby soft skin, his thumb and index down one soft cheek, the pinkie and ring. Josh would force a finger inside of our victim. He would announce if they hole was virgin.He would then remove the finger. No foreplay, no readying, nothing to prepare the guy for a first fucking. Josh would always be first; no one questioned that. We would watch as he coated his dick would Vaseline. We would watch as he mounted. This was always my favorite part. To me, witnessing the first penetration, was even better then the sex.I was second fiddle, that was a sexy thing, too. Being inside.