He laid her down, her arms dropped alongside her body.
He got on his knees and begun to trace her naked skin with his finger, carefully touching as if afraid of she being awake.
As he blew on her face the moviment of her hair thrilled him.
He felt immense pleasure cupping her lips with his hand. He went down between her breasts and stopped at her navel.
He stood there paying attention.
How much would cost to touch each one of her breasts.
He lifted his head as the three came in scene. They begin to discuss which one would stay with her mouth.
He traced down and went to her legs. He thought how silly she was running from them. She could just give herself up. Less pain.
He run his finger up her thighs and cried burying his face on the golden furry triangle.
He then shouted to them; I will keep this part as she is a virgin and can not be deflowered.
They sat there and prayed for remission.
Later on, they got the knife and begun to cut.