Fanning herself with the envelope to cool herself down and to curb her rising anxiety, she pressed the up arrow button to call the elevator. Finally w...ich seemed like ten or more minutes; when actually it was closer to two or three, the familiar ding to announce the elevator’s arrival occurred and the heavy doors opened. She stepped to the side to allow a couple pushing a stroller carrying a sleeping baby and a man in a dark suit with just a garment bag slung on his shoulder, to exit. She. I hadn't. My mother and father split when I was very young. I had seen the odd film with people kissing but that was all. But like all kids. I couldn't let him think I knew nothing and agreed with him again. Another mistake. He sat down on the toilet and told me to sit on his lap. I did that. When I was sitting on his lap he told me to put my arms around his neck. This I did. He then began to kiss me. First he kissed my cheek, then my neck, and then my ear. Putting his tongue inside. He then. He now stood in Lana’s house, with the girl having no idea she was there. Still holding up Terry, Lana let out a sigh of relief. Nobody was home, and if the masked man had come after her she didn’t know what she could have done to stop him on her own. Walking over to the closest room with a bed, her own, Lana meant to put her friend down and help her finally get loose of the bonds. ‘Are you ok?’ She asked, looking down at the friend in her arms. To Lana’s utmost horror though she got no. I was being pummeled into the floor with each thrust of his body, his elephantine cock was stretching my anal sphincter muscle to it's maximum extent. I was trying to beg and plead through the gag in my mouth when I felt my attacker lunge deep in my bowels and unloose a torrent flood of his man juice. The viciousness of the assault on my butt was bad enough, but to have him wash my insides in his vile substance was to much. As I tried to buck him off, it only seemed to encourage him to.