‘Which one would you be?’ I expected her to laugh and break the tension, but she took the question seriously. ‘I would love to be her. Fuck. I�...ve gotten off to that…’ pant, pant… ‘… more than any other fantasy.’ I slowed my pumping, my cock feeling like it had suddenly doubled in size. ‘You’d want to be her? The center of a gangbang?’ ‘Mmmhmm,’ she answered, biting her lip in a half-pained way. ‘You’d want to be a sex toy for a bunch of guys?’ ‘Fuck yes!’ There was a clear moment in time in. A guy in a red jacket took the car as Mom headed inside. I followed along, watching her fabulous ass, when she looked back and giggled."Get up here, you, and hold my arm like a gentleman."Her heels clicked on the marble floor as we strolled along. I began to notice the place was full of hot women, from teenagers to seniors, all dressed up. They were looking at us, some with noticeable envy, as we walked arm in arm. "Why are we here?" I asked."I want to show you off. These ladies will love you,". . and that I promise.” Jamie 's heart lurched and she felt an unfamiliar flutter in the pit of her stomach. To be fucked - that was what a cock was for. Of course she knew that in theory . . . but his words made the concept real. His cock was for fucking with. For fucking girls - and she was a girl. "I don't need to practice because I'll never say that," she said trying to convince herself. He shrugged, "It'll happen one day . . . maybe very soon." He moved his hand casually to Jamie 's. Bruno ignored the big guy getting raped and walked past the scene, heading for the pay phone on the wall. Bruno dialed the collect call. His brother answered on the second ring, as the call was accepted, Bruno made it quick, letting his brother know what needed doing.Brian stood at one of the sinks, he looked at his reflection in the stainless steel mirror. His throat was covered in hickeys, his nipples, his cock, even his ass hole swollen. His lips were chapped and bruised. His manhood gone,.