My mind jumped back to the memory of the party we attended two days ago. If I closed my eyes and thought hard enough, I was back in the confines of th... basement with Derek circling me like prey. The rest of the party was a blur after that, my mind was hazy and there wasn’t much I remember. I felt terribly guilty, I remembered that. I also remembered Bryan asking me where I had got to. “I was just helping Derek with some of April’s old stuff,” I lied. I was very nervous and jittery, unable to. The first I knew that they had removed my panties was the feeling of the fresh morning air coming in the kitchen window brushing over my trimmed pussy.“What are you doing. You can’t do this.” I sighed without any conviction.Mark sat on the kitchen table and I was turned to face him. “Nice cunt Gwen.” He said crudely, “I am going to have some of that later. For now you can get your lips around this.”“I can’t.” I said giving some resistance, “I don’t know how.”“Don’t worry about that I will show. My heart was beating wildly at what was happening. I was actually debating with myself whether to move my foot, but before I could get up the nerve to do so, Stacy moved again. This time she simply got up and left the room to go to sleep in my little son's bed.I was so painfully hard that I had to get up and get off in the bathroom dreaming of fucking that incredible ass. I couldn't help but to later wonder if maybe Stacy had done the same, once she got to bed by herself.In the morning, I. I am going to take a series of measurements which will show us thebasic requirements of your, shall we say, repackaging."Jim faced Claudia with his face down, but with an air of expectancy andcuriosity, which I found very endearing in a man in his position.Claudia took her measurements professionally, with Jim abiding by herevery instruction. When not told to do otherwise, Jim held his armscrossed over his naked breasts in genuine female modesty.Without turning around, Claudia called over her.