She quickly spun around at his touch. Her eyes scanning the room for movement, as she closed her robe tighter around her waist. Was it the chill in th... room or did she know he was there? As she turned and continued to the bathroom, he crossed the room and sat down on the edge of the bed near where she had been laying. He lifted the wineglass to his nose and inhaled the perfumed mixture of the wine and her scent. He replaced the glass on the night table and glanced over the file, his picture,. "Help me. Touch her tits," Hank said, and I felt another rush of excitement slam into me. The man leaned over, around both sides of my neck and began rubbing my tits, tweaking my nipples as I masturbated harder. He stood then, and I felt it ... his naked, erect cock, touching my cheek."FUCK she's got great tits," he exclaimed. Then the man sitting closest to me moved into the seat right next to me, and when I looked down I saw he had his cock out."Touch her cunt!" Hank instructed, leaning. Zaid put her to sleep, along with the others. He did what he could to fix the ones who had still been struggling. The blanks lay placidly, staring at nothing."Talk about Stockholm Syndrome." one of the strugglers whispered."Telepathic reprogramming, honey." Rana corrected her. "Makes Stockholm look like a children's game." Keep watch over them, Rana. I have to clean up downstairs." Don't go!" Nadenka pleaded, wrapping herself around Zaid's leg. "They'll kill you just like they did to my. I was now working my shaft into her. My dick was drying out so I leaned forward and spit at her hole, soothing another inch inside. Relentlessly I pushed forwards and finally I was buried to my nuts. I gave Greg the ‘high sign’ and he began sawing in and out of her pussy. As I felt her relax I began to move slowly in her ass. A little back.... a little forward. A little more back a little more forcefully forward. Soon I was rocking in a rhythm with them. Greg begins to pant.... “ I told you,.