The planning had been going on for weeks and Brittney was just about to step perfectly into the role of victim. Nary an item had been left to chance,...the 6 men sitting in the van knew every detail of every person living in the vicinity, from the lowliest gardener to the highly paid movie stars who resided in their multi-million dollar mansions, they’d made sure nothing would go wrong. The van was silent but for the measured breathing of the men inside: one crouched low in the drivers seat. Also on his side was a room-wide ‘spiky pony’; at least, that was what the club called it. It consisted of two pieces of sheet metal, each one just over a foot long, three feet wide, and a half-inch thick. The pieces were hinged together at an angle of fifteen degrees or so, such that they formed a steep foot-high hollow prism with the floor. He grabbed one end of it and pushed it through a perfectly flush slot in the boundary wall. ?What the fuck? Peter?? yelped Alice as she saw the metal. In the dimly lit restaurant I don't think anyone noticed. Except Enzo. He won't come back until I call him, but he doesn't have any flies on him either. I felt a hand on my crotch. I don't mean to, but I gently jutted my pelvis towards it and look at Paul. He lookes back with that 'girls will be girls' look and sighs. My pants unzip and my cock is fished out to disappear into a warm, unseen, hot mouth. I can usually hold my own when Sheila sucks me off, but this was different. With shaking. I was happy to hear this but I pretended as I can’t for a while and then accepted. So we went back in and I ringed to my parents and said them I will be coming home by morning as I’m going to stay in my friend’s home. Then I changed to the trousers and a sleeveless for night. She said she is sleepy and want to sleep as she is tired. We went to her bedroom and there were two cots with a 2 feet gap to each.She asked me sleep in the small one and she lied down in the other. She started to sleep.