Revelations and confessions....

After our first session, we were talking about the time I had to confess about my hobby, and asked if it affected her opinion on me; turns out she was VERY turned on about it and said that she has had a number of threesomes in the past and wished to have more in the future.
She continued on for a few minutes as I continued to nibble her neck and nipples.  I got a bit aggressive with her and her moans of pleasure simply gave me the green line to continue as I took her roughly from behind.
After a few more minutes into the session, I turned into the Inquisitor.  I wanted answers while she wasn't able to think clearly and received very interesting answers:
"Tell me, what was the most men you've been with?" I asked between clinched teeth as I slowly increased and decreased the pace and force of my thrusts.
"No!", she gasped.
"Tell me!" as I increased the force and pace.
"No! It's embarrassing!"
"All the more to tell me", I replied with a deceptively low voice as added my thumb into her ass.
She resisted a bit longer until she finally gave me the number:
"Eight!", she screamed.
"You were a naughty girl. Tell me about it."
I drove my thumb deeper into her ass and was now bucking more wildly.
"Eight guys, friends of my boyfriends."
"What did they do to you?"
"Everything!"
"Did you love it?"
"YES! They made me feel like such a slut, I loved it!"
Did they do this as well, and with that, I plunged into her ass.
"YES! I LOVED IT! OH GOD HOW I WANT TO DO IT ALL AGAIN!"
It was at this point we both had mind blowing orgasms and collapsed into each other's arms, closed our eyes and napped.

Some time later, we woke up.
After some more smooching and small talk I asked if she wanted to be in one of my parties.
"Oh god, that would SO turn me on." she replied with a certain amount of hope in her voice
"What is it that you would like to do?"
"A gangbang?"  She bit her lip as she said it, obviously afraid what my reaction would be.
"Okay."  The relief on her face was obvious.
Getting up and getting dressed, I told her she needed to get more sleep before work, for which she reluctantly agreed.
She escorted me to the door and kissed me goodnight as I once again, walked into the night with a whole slew of thoughts to ponder.