That’s why me and Nicole found it weird that, for a long time, we shared the same man without any kind of trouble between us.Nicole Stehn has been o...e of my best friends since long time ago, and the fact that we hang out together a lot brought us in Ron Faraday’s way. He was a guy we met at our freshmen (or freshwomen, as we like to say) year in college. He was the kind of guy any girl could fall in love, and I became his girlfriend after a few months.However, I couldn’t imagine that Nicole had. "Anyone else? Ok, this is going much better than last week so far. Let's keep that up, please. It's that time now."This was the moment. I mentally crossed my fingers. The others began to slowly undress and I noticed that Abover was watching us intently with a hungry look. Sarah noticed his expression too, and whispered to me, "That man is evil. Look at the way he's watching." I nodded in agreement.I whispered to Denise, "Still ok? Not feeling faint?" No, just kinda nervous."I tried not to watch. ”“It’s beautiful Dorrie, can I touch it?”“Not until you take off the dressing gown.”I let the gown drop to the floor. “I’m sorry I’m not very big.” Feeling inadequate with six and a half inches when fully aroused.Dorrie looked at my cock which was standing at attention and had been since I came out of the bathroom.“Here, you probably want some of this.” She handed me a jar of Vaseline. I took it and pulling back my foreskin, put some around the head.“Start to rub it, but slowly.” Her voice had. This pulled her shoulders back and thrust her breasts forward from the tension. Her knees had also been roped together as were her ankles, which were connected to her wrists in back with another short length of rope, forcing her body into a taut bow. Her lips were stretched wide around a rubber ball that was fastened to her head with a leather strap. Someone had hog-tied and gagged her."PLEASE let this be a dream!"She quickly glanced around to see where she could be, but everything seemed black.