I think that was done so the driver had a straight-in view of her gaping cunt between her widely spread legs as he drove down the road. My cunt wouldn...��t really be visible, but I wouldn’t really be going down the road either.I connected my “pull sticks” to D-links on the floor near the front of the bed. My pull sticks are spring-loaded devices about five feet long when extended, but only a little over two feet when fully released. Ron had one of his machinist buddies build them for me. I think. I fingered myself for several minutes as I watched his two buddies stroke harder on each of their cocks. I couldn’t take it anymore as I started to make myself cum very hard right in front of them. I couldn’t believe how hard I had orgasm. His two buddies were now on the verge of cumming themselves as I walked back towards Alex. Alex then said, “Why don’t you let them cum all over your gorgeous ass!” I thought about it for a second as they both were smiling with their approval. I couldn’t. Harriet was thinking about all those things as the man with his cock inside her and bucking his ass back and forth, driving his big hard cock in and out of her pussy over and over again. It was Mikey, her brother-in-law and he had also quickly adapted to the reality of Harriet's sexual needs and while he was a bit worried about Bud finding out that he'd been laying his wife, Mikey was totally into the experience for the moment."Mmm, yes, oh yes, Mikey, ohhhhh, fuck me, make me cum, Mikey,". But it wasn’t just the fear of being victimized again. I lived in constant fear that someone would find out and I would become known as the woman who got herself raped. But that isn’t what happened: I didn’t allow this crime to happen. I was overpowered, and I am not responsible for what happened to me. I spent a year in therapy, which was really helpful, but it was in finally telling friends and family that I got my mental strength back. I wanted to do it alone, but letting other people help.