You’re talking to her as she does it, nothing important really, encouragements I suppose. You lean over and use your fingers to rub her as she eats ...ou out. You both moan with pleasure. You tell her you want to go down on her as well - that was quite loud, or maybe everywhere else is just quiet. She suggests you eat each other out, you agree. More sounds of movement. I hear sounds of moans and movement as you both lick each other's clits. I can hear you calling her name as she puts her tongue. Hot bod. "Why Bambi?" Her best friend in third grade was Jennifer Spalla. Jennifer was a gymnast, and her nickname was Thumper.A wet dream waiting to happen. A cheerleader and a gymnast. Except... "Jennifer's a gymnast?" Was. She quit when she started putting on weight."Jennifer was an inch or two shorter than me, and probably outweighed me by a good twenty pounds. It must be like that line in the old James Garner western, 'Puberty hit her hard.'"So Diana sings?" Better than me. Almost as good. The sheers cut through the fabric of my bra, and then it was pulled away. I could feel goose bumps pop out on my bare flesh.“My, my, look at them fine titties.” The older man said.That didn’t shock me. I’d already prepared myself for being stripped naked. And I’d already warned Mandy it was probably going to happen. Why else would they have kidnapped us?Within seconds, I felt several hands feeling me up. They weren’t gentle, and I knew my C cup boobs were going to be badly bruised.“Please no.”. I tried to get Ab to take a low key approach, thinking that he would eventually see the same things that I saw. I know now that would never have happened. I'm glad you're at least letting my wife and kids stay."I looked at both of them and said, "Guess I'll let you get back to your checkers."John spoke up and said, "What's going to happen to me?"I looked into his eyes and said, "I had it all decided, but now I need to think about it some more. You'll know by this afternoon."I didn't tell him.