As you try to call for help, only a muffled cry escapes your mouth, as you finally notice you are gagged and tied to the bed by your wrists."Heyy Cuut...eee..."The intuder is a girl, the sound of her voice strangely familiar, as you eyes start to focus on her figure, framed by the dim light coming from outside, your body frozen in panic."Shuush Liam, you'll wake the neigh-BUUORP-ors" she belches, leaning close to you with a finger on her lips.You take a look at her face, messy auburn hair. Halfway through I had to push deeper and harder. She shrieked but her smile was a clear signal that she was enjoying my pushing, so I continued. It was a little rough but after all that happened in the past hour, I couldn’t take things slow. Not now. Later I could go slower.She moved her hands on my butt squeezing my cheeks and pushing me deeper. One finger slid in my crack and this was all I could endure. I started to thrust faster and deeper.“Yes. Push. Harder. Please,” she pulled up her head. " "Really?" "Yeah, they made me feel like such a slut." "Why?" I sat back and tried to keep from blowing my load all over the ceiling. "Because when I was dancing with the guys, I could basically grind my pussy all over their legs." She was really enjoying this now. "So, you weren’t wearing any knickers, were you?" "Honey, not in those…a thong would’ve been bigger!" I began to get a good visual of my lithe little wife in these thin, white shorts, the hem flared out just enough to enable anyone. After the grandparents retired upstairs for the night, the three teenagers had free run of the house. The first night was a weekend so they could stay up, as though sleep were an option after so long apart. Everybody went and got their pajamas and robes and came back to watch creepy scary films.It started out with Courtney and Darryl on the sofa, and Robyn in Grandpa's big chair, but she looked so forlorn that Courtney glanced at Darryl, and when he nodded, said, "Come on over here, Robyn, and.