She was tight. She felt like everything I imagined her to feel like. Her hips slowly rocked as she looked me straight in the eyes. It felt amazing. He... thrusts became harder and harder. There was no letting up with how much she wanted this. Soon, it had gotten to the point where her small breasts were waving up and down in a way that I had always wanted to see. Her hands were on my chest and her eyes almost wanted to roll to the back of her head. Her mouth was wide open and she was making. As for me I was in a fog watching this play out. Fortunately I set my phone where I could record all of this. While one guy fondled and kissed one of her breasts as well as her neck the other kissed her other breast while the third spread her legs and began to give her some tongue action. This brought on the first of several orgasms. Soon he slid up her body and positioned the head of his dick so he could enter her as she spread her legs further apart. Fortunately he went slow as she was being. The male halves of the two couples I had found were either 29 or 45 years old and in their pictures looked 'seriously fit', as my daughter Izzy would have said. The younger man was black, which gave me a thrill that a middle aged, liberal, middle class woman with background like mine should certainly not have felt!I had started getting excited just thinking about it but of course needed much more research and it would be a difficult idea to break to my husband.I smiled broadly when I thought of. "Leila sighed heavily. "Yeah, that's what I figured." She shook herhead, and felt the warm wetness of tears rolling slowly from her eyes."So I'm stuck. No friends, no ID, no life, no money, no family. Stuckas a basement whore to amuse Meg and her twisted sense of revenge."Stacy put her hand on Leila's shoulder. "You're wrong." She saw thegirl look up into her eyes. "One friend. If you'll still have me as afriend after what I've done."Leila turned, looked into Stacy's eyes, then wrapped.