You persuade them

I roll my eyes. "Look, girls. If not her then one of you. Besides, why can't you do a favor for a friend?"

"I think we have ****," Kesley says to the other girls.

"Please, can't we just not do it?" Patricia begs.

"Pat," Heather says "We don't have any other choice. Let's just do it."

Kesley is the first to stand up and approach the busty woman, who is already sitting at the table. Heather and then Patricia follow her. Samantha, motivated by my angry glare, is the last to stand up and approaches the woman.

Kesley mumbles something like sorry and pulls the chair from under the strange woman's juicy butt. Heather wastes no time and gets on top of the fallen woman. Soon, the three girls begin tearing off the woman's clothes while she tries to resist. Only Samantha is just watching this in horror unable to **** herself to act.

Amazingly, no one is doing anything to stop my girls. This really drives the fact home for me that this is real. Everyone is fine with my right to **** anyone I wish. My future victim is soon left without her top, which is literally torn to pieces by the group of fierce girls. After her bra faces the same fate, you can finally see her white tits. The contrast between her tanned body and the white globes proves that this woman is too shy to even go to the beach without a top... Or maybe she just doesn't have time to.

Soon she is partly immobilized by Kesley sitting on her left arm and Patricia sitting on her right arm. My soon-to-be victim is in her late twenties, well beyond the age a young guy can easily convince to fuck in normal circumstances. She has an athletic, well-developed body that I will enjoy so much. Heather, who seems far more enthusiastic than in the beginning, pulls the busty woman's jeans down along with her panties. Then the busty girl lies back on the table, spreading her legs. Then Heather pushes victim's legs above the struggling woman's head, allowing two other girls to secure the legs in a wide-open position that lifts the stranger's ass up.

"Please, please, stop." The woman has no option to fight anymore and resorts to begging. It only makes me harder as I stand up from the table and pull my own pants down to my ankles. I enjoy this power so much. Whoever did this, I am grateful.

While I have many ideas of what to do with the now pinned woman, there is another important matter. Samantha is still standing there frozen in shock and doing nothing. She ignored my order and part of me wants to punish the girl for the disobedience. Then again, she is my friend and I have other ways to entertain myself.