April's POV
A few days had passed since we arrived at the cabin. As we sat together, sipping on premium whiskey and scotch, I opened up about my experiences with the rogues. They listened intently, their expressions empathetic and understanding. The alcohol eased our conversation, allowing us to delve deeper into the emotional scars I had endured. They offered words of encouragement and support, promising to stand by me if I ever needed them. The night wore on, our conversation flowing freely, until we found ourselves in a cozy bedroom, lounging on a plush mattress, our inhibitions lowered by the alcohol.
They each took turns taking my clothes off, while I undressed the three of them in turn. They first took turns having s*x with me while I gave the other a blow job, it was uncomfortab
