But obviously, first of all I would like to thank all the readers from whom I have got so many e-mails & messages, and also to those girls who convinc... & encourage me to write down an another one. Without your support and compel I wouldn’t be able to defy my experiences in front of all.Further, I have a request especially to the boys that, read this kind of story it’s perfectly all right for me but don’t judge my character with my writing, because I guess, you guys also have your own mother or. I loved listening to her low, edgy voice as she spoke of her job, her ambitions, and her hopes for the future. My salad maybe had one or two bites taken from it before I asked her if she wanted to take a walk with me. Her only reply was taking her hand in mine as she stood up. "I'd love to." She whispered. Our walk took us around my pool outside, and into the gardens nearby. It was a warm September night-- perfect for a gentle stroll. As we walked, Sandra apologized for her actions earlier. "Now, let's get that big boy up there where it belongs."The words big boy echoed through Regina's head over and over again, bringing color to her cheeks as some primal, naughty part of her mind applied them to the young man who had uttered them. He crossed the room to the box, reached in, and bent down.Regina's heart thundered in her chest as his butt stuck out at her. She knew for certain that she'd never seen more gorgeous glutes in her life. Chilly tingles of arousal arched up and down her. He pulled her up off the bed still pinning her arms behind her back. “What are you doing?” Jo exclaimed. “What you want” Toni responded.Then with a blur of hands, arms and legs accompanied by squeals and “no, no, no I mustn’t” from Jo, her jacket and skirt were pulled off by the two men. “You wanted us to look at your tits, well now we are going to” the second man pulled her blouse apart, buttons flying everywhere. Jo’s breasts were almost falling out of her bra. The man standing in front of Jo.