“I want to go home.”Frank stepped back, but she kept an arm round him as she led them away. He didn’t look back at the security guard.Frank had ...o idea where she was leading him or whether to mention he had a car. He decided to stay quiet and see where this panned out. He didn’t want her to have second thoughts, besides, the car park wasn’t pay and display and his car was probably safer here than outside his own flat.Destination turned out to be a little Fiat Punto driven like a rally car. Red. When she's dumped out, he can help her put herself back together. There's also the fact that you can work on him and get part of your jollies that way."I grimaced. "I'm not into fucking guys." You don't have to be," Bitch replied. "Remember that video they put up the other day?" Yeah," I grunted. "Dude got fucked." Yes, but he ALSO did a lot of OTHER stuff!" Bitch pointed out. "Like actually sticking those guys' dicks in his old lady, for instance. That would work on a guy, I bet." Yeah, I see. Their cocks squelched as I finally let them slip out of my cum dripping pussy. While we all recovered I again sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed and wanked their wet cocks against my tits. We then had a drink for awhile and watched more porn. They again started to fondle me and I gently tossed them. It didn’t take long for J and Luc to be stiff again. I wanted them to take turns screwing me doggy style but in the bathroom so that I could see in the full length mirrors. Holding on to their. . don't touch that!"He squeezed her buttocks at that point, as if making a statement. "Why, you've known me your entire life, Pat."And in that particular moment, I became her and she became me as our cries echo from deep within our souls.I woke up screaming bloody murder this morning. Talk about nightmares. I thought this qualified as the worst nightmare I've ever had. It was bad enough that he was in my dream, to have sex with him, even in a dream was the most terrible thing. I didn't think.