1. The game


    Date: 11/9/2017, Categories: Group Sex, Hardcore, Mature, Author: funforus288, Source: xHamster

    pictures. And we opened the package. There were about fifty photos. Of a woman standing at the side of a small road near some woods. She was all dressed up, very slutty. She looked to be about forty-five or even older. We continued to browse through the pics. There was one of her running along this muddy path in these shadowy growths. She looked like she was laughing. Laughing as she ran. There was a pic of her standing in a small clearing, and she was surrounded by a group of men. At least twenty-five of them. The rest of the pictures showed her being gang ****d by all of these men, and her clothes were torn. She was tied to a tree also. Diana was becoming very aroused by these shots and as we got to the end there was a card. It gave details of whom to contact and how the &#034victim&#034 should dress. It said that she should wear lots of makeup and black tights and heels or boots. She should also wear a skirt and a top that could be torn apart easily. And there was a phone number. Diana said that she wanted to do this thing. I disagreed. So she said that she would forget it. Or so I thought. About three weeks later I was on nights and I came in from work around ten past six. Diana wasn't in bed. In fact she was not in the house at all. She did say the night before that she may be going over to the next village to see her parents and I supposed that she might have decided to stay over. I went to go up to bed when the door opened and she walked in. She was covered in mud ...
    and her clothes and tights were ripped. Her make up had been smeared all over her face and I could see a white residue all down her face and neck. I knew then where she had been. She went upstairs and got cleaned up and got in bed with me. I had a raging hard on thinking of what she may have been up to during the night. She got in and I asked her what had cracked off. She began to tell me. She admitted that she had rang the number that was on the card with the pictures and had arranged to meet with this &#034club.&#034 When I had left for work the previous night she had ran upstairs and got ready for the night of her life. She had recently bought a black and purple basque, which she had put on along with some dark tights and her black boots. She had also bought a button up the front skirt. (Easy access, she said). She put on a black silky blouse, which didn't button up the front, but she imagined that it could easily be ripped. And make up. Lots of it. A car had been arranged to pick her up at ten thirty and it duly arrived on time. She left the house and was driven up to a small wood just past the acorn turn off. When she got to her destination she said that there were about twenty cars all parked up next to the wood. When she got out the car the entire &#034club&#034 cheered. One man said that they were in for a good time as she really looked up for it. They explained to her that this was to be kept secret and that photos would be taken which would be sent to her later. They ...