But, God forgive me, I was a little aroused, too. His body, so built, tanned muscle moving smoothly as he walked around me, surveying his work, examin...ng me. I thought maybe this wouldn’t be so bad. I actually started to get wet. Oh, I hate myself for that.He walked away, I couldn’t see him. What was he doing? And then the door opened, and I heard, I realized. More men, many men. Oh, no! I began to struggle wildly, writhing against my bonds. Hands grabbing, squeezing.“Let’s have some order. By now he must be kissing the back of her neck, and rubbing his hands over her belly. Feelings of desire must already be flooding through her, and I imagine her clutching his thighs convulsively while pressing her back against his chest. She has no objection as he moves his hands up to explore the front of her tube top. She might even be whispering, 'Yes George, yes.'George had found a box of poker chips, and we had agreed we would start with 50 points each and play until someone ran out.. She hoped that if she did well, the girls would allow her to be fucked later.Everyone came over to inspect the prize, rubbing their hands over Tracy’s naked body, and some even got down to taste her virgin cunt one last time. They didn’t know when or even if they would ever get to taste a young virgin cunt again.Tracy watched everyone come through the door, since the girls made sure to position her so she could watch. She knew something was going to happen tonight, but didn’t know what. She. Two times.She also failed to show any talents in submission during our chat in the afternoon, being stubborn. EVENING SESSION, SECOND DAY: FLORA EAGER TO BE MY HANDS IN PAINFUL PUNISHMENTSFlora is the one who writes to me: "Hi Peter, this is Flora. What is up? Sanne's head is beet-red!" Hi Flora. Let me first get to know you a bit, before I tell you, what Sanne wants me to tell you.I think to tease the teen is proper for what she's done to me. Tell her to undress, while we talk." Sanne said you.