The fear factor shot way up. I came to a sudden halt and stared around me, wondering if I could get back out of the front door before he could stop me... I hadn't bargained on this! I thought he was taking me to his house to rape me. Instead he had apparently taken me to a party, a rape party. And it looked like I was going to be the guest of honor.No one spoke for a moment. But after staring at me in silence for a long moment, one of the men stood up and walked over to where we were standing. He. The most beautiful and sexy bitch asking me to fuck her I went over to the mobile and turned on the recording and then went and stood in front of her. I went up to her and felt her boobs. They were so soft, yet so pulp and ready. I put one of those into my mouth and started sucking them while with the other hand, I started kneading her boobs. I knew she was getting aroused. I knew I was going in the right direction. Her legs were together at first, but now had started to start separating them.. 'Shall we put it to the test', I blurted out, suddenly I wanted to be naughty, I wanted action, I wanted to fuck.'Stand up Gaza'. He looked first at me then my son, 'Go on, do it', encouraged my son, we both had a smile on our lips and Gaza eased himself out of his seat, 'Take your leather belt of', I ordered him, suddenly the realization he might be bringing it hard across my bared buttocks, excited him.'Fucking hell', he muttered, then he drew its full length from his pants, licking his dry. They thought that no one was listening.But I was there.I was on my bed, naked, following my strict routine of intense masturbation, my legs were spread and uncovered. I had one of my buttplugs shoved deep into my ass, the one that extends like a really big and black fox tail. My right hand was doing its art on my pussy, the left one tended to my rock-hard nipples. It had been increasingly difficult to cum for me in the last months, no matter how horny I was. I had found no satisfaction in the.