Extremely sorry”This is how our conversation started with him. His name was Chirag(Name changed). He was from bangalore. He was working for a renown...d MNC. We chatted in gtalk and he gave me mental support which i never can forget. He was a very nice person. He had become my close friend. Except in Gtalk we never spoke. He never asked for my number or anything. He shared so many things and i too. he loved her gal very much. I could feel it. I can say all these readers I never met such a guy. “Let’s make things as comfortable as possible,” she said as she gently pushed him against it. He suddenly realised that its purpose was to cushion him against the hard edge of the table. Rather than give him any kind of comfort it made him even more nervous now. His groin was going to be in contact with that bottom edge of the table. The blows from that crop were going to be hard. “Lift your foot please,” she said as she knelt down at his left foot. He obeyed, glancing down in the process. I heard them laughing and taking pix and I knew that I must have had their cum leaking from me now.They left the room again and they didn't return for about 20 minutes. I tried in vain to free myself but couldn't and when I heard them come back in, it sounded like more of them this time. I heard muffled voices all around me and then, felt someone start licking my hole and then a tongue enter me. It was better than being force fucked and the softness and that tongue and mouth helped sooth my. “This is so fucked.”They approached the house cautiously, but there was no one around that they could see. They entered through the still-broken back door. The smell of garbage was much worse than when Cameron had last been here. They had to hold their noses as they made their way into the kitchen.It looked like nothing had changed since Cameron’s encounter with Lana. They walked around collecting the stray knives that were still embedded in various surfaces. Having something to do seemed to.