Mabel wasn’t there; probably hadto bake something for the church. Musing it was a goodthing since I was scantily clad in walking shorts andher d...gs’ claws were never trimmed. Glancing towards the little house that I owned acrossthe noisy street from the park, I recalled I hadvirtually raised my daughter alone there after mybetrothed left for a stud with a much higher bankroll.There was comfort in its worn stucco and creakinghardwood floors. With a sigh, I crossed the busy street and. She the put the blindfold on me. As she walked away I thought, what is she going to do to me, is she going **** me and kill me, Im to young to die! Things like that.I heard that she was fixing with some belt thingy.-Are you enjoying yourself Mike, I know I am.-MMMM mMMM!-Here I come!I heard her high heeled shoes and then I felt that she leaned over me.She licked the ball gag, she tugged on the pipple clamps, she stroke my dick.And then she suddenly stopped. And then I felt something unfamiliar. “Just watch me. Now, Barry, give it to me!”As Barry straddled Helen he could not keep his eyes off Monica. Sitting so close, very flushed and watching and obviously enjoying with a voyeuristic bent, every move that they both made on the bed . As he slowly squeezed his biggest ever erection into Helen, all three of them were sure it must be over nine inches. The biggest turn on for Barry was the still fully clothed, and virtual stranger, Monica enjoying his performance - and he felt sure, his. The rest of the group followed and after a few paces they were in a clearing under some large trees. In the fading light Julie recognised the area as the remains of the Adventure Playground were she had played as a child.In the middle of the clearing were some large logs and a broken park bench.Charlotte then spoke,'Welcome to our residence!' she said, gently mocking Julie's quiet and polite Middle Class voice.Julie said nothing but was filled with rage and fear. She would have liked to have.