I was now completely at the mercy of these eight guys and I could do nothing to stop them doing whatever they wanted to me.Almost instantly hands were...all over my body, I was surrounded by the guys as they ripped at my clothes and groped me hard with their hands. One of the guys had a pair of scissors and cut my top off me exposing my bra, hands were all over my tits, squeezing and tugging my nipples. I was loving every second. By now my skirt was lifted up around my waist, fingers feeling at. He had a sad look on his face and looked like he was about to tear up. I just wanted to cuddle with him and tell him it would be alright but knew that I shouldn’t.After a week and a half of going over to his house after school every day we became pretty good friends and started to get comfortable with each other. One day after a long session of work he asked if I wanted to go in his pool and of course I wouldn’t say no to him getting his shirt off  . His body when he took his shirt off was so. She had often fantasised about bondage and in particular found herself getting turned on by the thought of being powerless to resist whatever a dominant man may decide to do to her. In fact these thoughts had been invading her thoughts more and more. She had tried to even suggest to her boyfriend that it may be great fun for her to be tied to the bed and ravished.He had made encouraging noises but had never done anything more about it and the subject seemed to be forgotten. However for Sandra. " I nodded in agreement. It is important for her to feel like I would never share her.I said "Yeah, that is actually a fantasy of mine. Ever since I had that experience with the guy in college, I would love to know what it is like to get fucked; to have a guy pound my ass while you watch."Gina-Marie knew about my one-time guy-on-guy action that I experimented with in college. It was a lot of oral, and ended with me fucking the otherThat night when I came back from the gym after a session with.