She was crying and begging him to stop. His hands ran over her legs and mound. He let out a low moan.“Mmmmm fuckingnice. This is going to be fun.. ...ou have a sexy body you little whore.”He ripped open her tights and then shoved his face in her crotch inhaling.“Schoolie sweat and cunt juice. No better smell” his tongue ran over the peach covered slit. She let out an involuntary sigh.“Dirty slut I knew you would like that.” Julia tried to move away but he was strong and held her down. He told. She was very beautiful and quite classy. She made my husband cum all over her big real tits. Her husband did his best to make me happy, but my mind was elsewhere. We watched the many flavors of people having sex. There were lots of beautiful women with their less desirable men. They all reminded me of myself, which made me laugh to myself. We stayed until about 1:30 AM and then went out to the airport and got on the plane. We were zooming off with all the other fans of the Patriots to Houston.. These men who’ve been around are nice enough, but I don’t want to jump into bed with either one of them just to get my rocks off.” Her comment caught Peri by surprise, and she hugged her mother as they shared a laugh. She squeezed her mother tight, and then stepped back, both of them looking down into the suitcase.“Okay,” Peri said, reaching into the case and moving pieces of silky lingerie about. “There should be something in here that will do. We’ve always been about the same size, so that. I feel the beginning of the panic set in. What’s going on? Who did this? Help! As my mind races, shaking off the last of the fog, I take a deep breath to calm myself because I know that only one person can be responsible. Only one person would know how to touch me in just the right ways to quietly restrain me without waking me. Only one person would know that tonight I needed someone else to be in control. Now I can hear him in the other room. I call out to him, but he doesn’t answer. I know.