” His hand gently brushed the hair off my face as he leaned in to gently kiss me. Butterflies started in my stomach and quickly flew to my head. I t...ok the opportunity to move my hands down Ben’s body. I unbuttoned his jeans and tugged them open. I pulled on them, trying to pull them down his legs. “Em . . . Emma, babe what are you doing?” Ben said as he broke the kiss. “What does it feel like I’m doing?” I said. “I’m taking these damn pants off.” I pulled his jeans a little lower for better. ‘Be a dear Dwayne and pour me a glass’ ‘yes madam’. He handed her a glass of champagne taking in the view she was offering. As she took a sip she let her legs fall open to reveal her smooth pussy and her large wet vulva, ‘I love how champagne makes me feel Dwayne how about you’ and as she said that she stroked the front of his shorts ‘do you like what you see want to show me how much’. With that Dwayne undid his shorts letting them drop to expose his semi hard cock he must have been 10” long. I’m one of the Forester Five, the group of kids you probably read about in the paper a decade ago. We were five unrelated kids born on the same day across the world and given up for adoption. Some billionaire-funded research group swooped in and took us for these strange experiments. They gave us weird drugs and monitored us day in and day out. To this day, no one knows the purpose of these experiments or the full extent of the physical or psychological effects they had on us.The whole thing. The four men were standing over her urinating on her face and body.She closed her eyes as tightly as possible and her fingers dug into the soft earth as Adrienne's despair deepened with each moment in which this sadistic insanity continued."Ready to do assss the Massster wishessss?" asked Lars."Never, never in a thousand years!"Trying to show defiance, she felt she had suffered all the indignity possible and she was certainly no good to Steffan dead."You'll change your mind," menaced Lars."I am.