Which I decided I would do oneday. Another couple of guys began torturing his titties and laughing abouthow small and ugly they were. They referred to...him as ?she? which was ok withme, but mostly they used words like cunt, bitch and sissy. Then the fucking began. Katie lost his virginity to the best hung of the groupand I mean he was HUGE! And while he was fucking Kati?s ass he kept pullingon a leash he had attached to her balls.Yes, HER balls, one of the guys convinced me it would be a good. "How about you get a taste of it then?" His words snapped me out of my trance and I looked up to his eyes, then glancing around quickly to make sure no one could see or here before whispering "Here?"He laughed as he dropped his cock and started stepping into his trousers, saying "no man, somewhere a little more private." I thought quickly, remembering it was Tuesday and it was my wife's scheduled day to work late. "How about my place then?" I asked, and he just smiled and said "Okay" as he. It fit me to perfection and pleased me immensely. I then discarded the sweatshirt and tried one of Mother's brassieres, a lacy, white, seamless creation that fit my shoulders just right without any adjustment of the shoulder straps. In spite of this, the rumpled bosom cups ruined the entire effect. I made an effort to fill them with other articles of lingerie, but wasn't pleased with the effect. The imprint of my Mother's beautiful bosom in her underwear was too firmly printed in my mind for me. The second man found the other end of the cord and untied it; he tied it much lower, giving her much less slack. Then he took the strap off the other man and swished it experimentally through the air. She shuddered, weeping. He beat her slowly, strongly, enjoying himself immensely. The sight of her marked body and the sound of her sobs and pleas obviously delighted him; the blows became harder, quicker. Then he threw the strap down, grabbed her, forced her to the blanket and raped her brutally,.