They calmed down eventually and we went to bed; a big bed were the three of us were supposed to sleep. It was dark and we were under the sheets alread... when they began to feel "romantic", the friend who lived in the house quietly ask me in the ear if I have ever kissed a girl, of course I haven't; then he, notoriously horny, asked me if i wanted to feel how was it... I answer "yes" trembling..."lets play we are boyfriend and girlfrend" - he said and then he approached his face to mine and in. “So let’s see how your gorgeous fuckin tight pussy feels getting drilled by a mean old thick cock!” he growled, lining up his cock with the entrance to her pussy, that he had just violated with his fingers.Terri thrashed and screamed now, unlike anything she had done previously, even when he had shocked her thru her clothes with the cattle prod. She was about to be fucked and then taken somewhere to sold by this horrible man. Her brain couldn’t handle it.“Stop your fuckin squirming.. you stupid. I love when men do that. After this, we started having sex in his bedroom.He pushed his dick inside in one stroke and started fucking me from behind. I did some crazy dirty talking “Fuck me you, motherfucker, make me your slut and keep fucking me till dawn, Oh yeah” I was nothing more than a whore at that time and he used me as that. “You want to be my whore?” He said grabbing my left boob and hair. All of a sudden he was one confident asshole. “Yes, fuck me like I’m your personal whore.” His. They lingered again, over the coffee, and got a thermos to go, along with bottles of water, and snacks in each of their backpacks. The drive to the base of the walk wasn't that far, and once again, she drove. They parked, and each took their pack and camera bags, and set off at a leisurely pace. They talked as they walked, about photography, and life in general, what they did for a living, kids, and their respective late spouses. It was a time of discovery for both of them. They snapped.