They were approaching the end of the alley, where it crossed Hamilton, when a car screeched to a stop in front of them, partially blocking the exit to...the alley. Three men jumped out. The driver and the one who had been behind him began walking toward the runners, hunched over in an odd way. The man from the front passenger seat hurried around the back of the car and joined them.Claire saw something glint in one of the men's hands, and some dim memory in her mind shouted, "knife!" She reached. I began to breath heavily and moan and whimper slightly as he massaged my breast and i can feel his cock occasionally hitting my aching pussy i want to beg him to enter me to fuck me but i knwo that this will anger him and so i just continue to allow soft moans to escape my lips.His other hand reaches between my legs and he pulls them apart i can feel the tightness as he pushes my knees apart and down towards the bed he then brings his head down between my legs and hesitating just long enough. I never stopped loving him. It was just that after what happened I could never kiss anyone again. I was ... dirty.He cried out and pulled me closer. He forced his lips to mine.I didn't resist. I couldn't fight him. But I didn't return his kiss."You aren't dirty," he sobbed. "You're a victim. You're a victim because I'm an ignorant asshole. This is my fault. I fucked up in Vermont. I had trouble dealing with things. Unfortunately I didn't realize what was important to me until you left. I won't. Looking up at her she had her head level, eyes lightly closed and mouth slightly open taking in shallow breaths. I licked at her sweet little pussy for several minutes and continued to run my hands up and down her slender body as she slowly leaned her head back while her breathing stayed steady, she was getting close.Sensing that my light teasing of her lips and clit was what she wanted I didn't increase rather I stayed steady with what I was doing.I was close myself, the pressure was built up.