I went into the kitchen and he followed. I took out a bottle of Malibu and we started doing shots. We killed the rest of the bottle in like 10 minutes... We went back into Chris’s room and laid on the bed together, feeling a little warmer than when we left. Chris was into his video game. We wanted to watch a movie and tried to get Chris to pick a movie to watch with us, but he protested every time. ‘Come Chris, I wanna watch a movie,’ Josh said to him. ‘I don’t want to and I know we won’t agree. "Hold him and keep him quiet," the old man ordered.My arms were held tightly behind my back and a black hand clamped over my mouth. All I could do was watch and the old man stood beside the bed and look down at Wendy's sleeping form.He reached out and threw back the covers to expose her nakedness to the room. I struggled strongly now but I was held in a vice like grip. His gnarled old hands moved over her smooth skin and Wendy's body rolled over on to her back but she didn't appear to wake. She looked at me coyly. “You’d love that, wouldn’t you?”“You bet, especially if I get to watch - or join in!”She reached over and squeezed my semi-hardon through my suit. “Don’t get too excited, it probably won’t happen – and who told you that you were part of my fantasy?”I laughed, not sure if she was serious or not but aware that the likelihood of it actually happening was slim.We headed to the beach and strolled along the wet sand where the low surf rolled in. The beach was a white crescent. Drink it all down. Your girlfriend is such a hot piece of ass. Too bad you won’t let us fuck her.”That last was directed at my Miss, who just laughed and shook her head. “She’s not my girlfriend. She’s just a whore.”I did my best to swallow, but there was too much and it ended up spilling out of my mouth and down the front of me, trickling over my tits and stomach and, ultimately, my cunt before spreading on the polished concrete.They switched places. The other guy was tall and a bit.