There three giant black guys came out from a dark van and grabbed me, dragging me inside. They closed the door and the van moved…I was now on my kne...s, a collar holding my head to the floor; making me bend like a praying Muslim. My red dress was still on.The leader of those men, one they called Tommy, had fucked me just seconds after my a*****ion. He had fucked me with such urgency and intensity that he had not even taken my thong. He just slid it to the side and pushed his hard dick deep. Something I can't give you any more, in other words," she said.I didn't reply."Well, then, go. I understand the need. I do. And," she began, and then paused, "I'm glad it's not with another woman. I was sure it was! I was sure it was with some other woman who's prettier, and healthier, than me! I could understand that. I really could. But---I'm glad it's not with another woman. That's easier for me to accept. It's not the same with another man. This other guy doesn't threaten me, as another. .. when did you get it?" You remember when I went on Spring Break, last year? Well, Pete Harris and I were walking down the boardwalk and we came across a tattoo parlor..." What?! Pete Harris? My Pete Harris, the counselor of my cabin?" Well, yaah! Now, stop interrupting or I'll stop telling you. And don't think about starting any rumors about the two of us being an item; we were just sharing an apartment, him, me and about another half dozen guys and girls, I'm still not sure how many we were. Seeing that nasty grin again, just as you popped out both of my huge titties and began softly caressing the nipples with your mouth. A younger couple across the isle peeped at us hard as you continued working on my now erect nipples, and I just smiled at them. Most of the people had their lights turned off as the noise was calming down a little. I draped my leg over your lap (allowing my pussy to face the isle seat across from us) spreading my juicy pussy wide open for you. The interested.