He didn't see a lock anywhere, just a solid plate and a handle. Niko pulled on it, but to no avail. Olan walked past Brick to comb the walls on either...side. He found a niche, a panel, which he slid upward. Behind it was a strange looking contraption."Well, this is a new one on me," Olan said, scratching his head. "Is this some sort of lock?" We can't shoot our way through," Niko said, still eyeing the door as he moved to where Olan stood. He looked at the thing in the wall and shook his head.. ’ he slid his finger out of her and she wanted to object. ‘Than why is your pussy so wet?’ he asked holding his finger up to show her his soaked finger. ‘Fuck the omelet, I want you for breakfast.’ he said sliding his finer into his mouth, nosily sucking her juices from it. She was panting a little, trying to gather all her will power to stop him, the clock was ticking. ‘Jack-‘ ‘Your culinary skills are incomparable, but with all the delicious dishes I’ve ever tasted, none of it tastes as good. I had not yet reached orgasm, but I was close. The sensation of being mauled by these three horny studs was a little scary, but exhilarating at the same time. I knew right then, that my gangbang fantasy was beginning to take shape, and it was no longer just a fantasy. This was real, and I shuddered at the thought of perhaps biting off more than I could chew, so to speak: was this really what I wanted? What I longed for? I was in a state of shock, but I didn't panic. I thought I would just. It was very tight deep in there but I had a point to prove so I just kept the pressure on. I put it in as deep as it could go and left it there putting all my weight into it. She started sliding up the futon and I just adjusted each time making sure my dick head was pressing firmly on her cervix. She was groping her own tits and swerving her hips. This wasn't meant to be fun, it was supposed to be a lesson of "Be careful what you ask for". I looked around and Jay was gone again. I had to do.