I took you in, you smelled of citrus and a hint of sweat. It was a hot summer night when I decided to go to a house party back in our hometown. Subcon...ciously I hoped I would see you, but thought the odds were very slim. My palms started sweating as soon as you began walking my way. My heart raced when I felt your arms around me. We decided to walk into an upstairs room. It was empty, bare white walls with one window and hardwood floors were all the room held. You sat Indian style in the middle. Says someone and they all push a finger inside me one by one..They are stretching me open and I feel like a cheap whore being filled up. They are speaking to each other and not to me saying 'move your hand ','spread her wider', 'go on shove yours in too'..I am helpless and watching as these men push their fingers into my splayed pussyI am trying to thrust down on their fingers but it's too hard..too many hands and arms. One of the men takes his finger out..He puts his fingers in his mouth.. My cock was rigid. Suddenly the guy stood up and headed for the toilet. I rushed over to see what was happening. Helen was flushed and excited. She told me she had told the guy that she was married and her husband was with her. If he didn’t mind me watching she would fuck him in our bedroom. Great news. Unfortunately he wasn’t keen on that idea and had suggested they go to his car and fuck there. My heart rose at the first news and sank a little at the second. She asked me what I thought. I. A couple guys would hold curtains around me and that was always good for a giggle. I was so tired I could barely keep my balance."This came for you today," Sofia said over a late lunch, reaching into her bag and pulling out a letter. I'd wanted to skip eating and just lie down, but that would have made the afternoon worse and I knew it. One of the girls had offered me some speed, which had been tempting, believe me, but Sofia would have gone ballistic, so I was suffering."We got mail?" I gave.