“How do we do this?”James slid his hand up Anne’s leg and rubbed it as he posed the question. She shrugged, “We could book a carriage to Ports...outh and see if we can’t catch a boat to the Colonies from there.”He slid his hand between her legs and rubbed. Her eyes fluttered and she sighed a reply, “Okay, sounds like a plan.”They were in the house when Lister’s sister visited. The plain-looking woman entered the property and zeroed in on James. She walked up very close to him and studied him. OOHHHHH... UUUMMMMMM... UFFFF... I could see her milk-white butts turning red with my finger impressions. I kneeled down behind her and, grasping her by the hips, started planting kisses all over the wide expanse of her lovely, oily ass. I kissed noisily. Thereafter I again asked her to go to bed. As I had smooched her boobs for several times, she quite impulsively crossed her forearms over her towering boobs. I carefully climbed upon the bed and stood over her, planting my knees on both sides. I was wet even before I put my panties on. When we got to the pub we sat at stools at the bar. I noticed the landlord kept giving me strange looks and smirking. I didn’t think anymore of it as we had more drinks. I even gave the landlord and a few others a few glimpses of my stocking tops as I crossed my legs on the stool. It was funny my end of bar was getting busier and my BF liked the attention I was getting too. After drinking for an hour I headed off to toilet as I was bursting. I headed. My rapist had been overpowering, using his size to control me because he was 16 and much bigger than me. I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to block out the memories and to ignore what was happening to me now. I felt myself being lifted off the table by my wrists and I winced from the pain. The cord was cutting into my skin and I was almost certain I was bleeding. I winced, not meaning for it to come out as loud as it did. Quit your whining and get on your knees! He barked the orders at me like a.