BEND OVER were his next words i begged and pleaded with the giant man but he showed no mersy, i turned around and he forced me to bend over my little ...anties did nothing for modesty as my ass was poking out leaving the b**st of a man free pickings of my virgin ass!He wripped of my panties and threw them in the river i soon felt his strong hand slapping my cheeks ouch i said as he spanked me, hahahaha is all he said back i heard the man cough up some flem and then felt it on my ass hole as. ~ Natasha” I could not believe what I had just read was real. Was it really true that she was also into what I had dreamt of so long for a partner. Just the thought of being naked and blindfolded was enough to make me wet and I was not anymore in a position to think of what she had demanded of me. I opened the door and walked in.The room was dark and softly light with yellowish light. The hints of a posh neighbourhood were all around visible in the aesthetics of the room. I closed the door. The idea of Sean, my old mate, having a glimpse at her naked titties, seemed a hell of a thrill.I called her name softly, then a bit louder. She seemed quite asleep, breathing gracefully though her open mouth.I grasped the comforter, and slowly drew it down. The swell of her breasts became exposed. I paused, pondering, but a glance at Sean's avid stare made me bold. I pulled a bit more, and Carrie's lovely breasts came in to view.Sean gasped in spite of himself. Carrie's breasts were indeed. Mary! That's what he called me! And who was he? Mark listened for a fourth time, experiencing the same feeling of arousal and even letting out a moan at the end. Chad. That's who had called. Chad! The cute guy all the girls at work were after. That Chad had called her! Mark rushed about the room in a daze. Some thing mysteriously feminine had taken over his body. A strong lust had clouded his mind. He stripped off his sweatshirt and opened his drawer. A low cut white blouse sat on.