I clamber out of my double bed and yank the nearby chest of drawers, quickly checking the clock on top, 7:40, 50 minutes to shower, dress, eat and get...to school. Who am I kidding? I'll eat during attendance. I rifle through my clothes, gathering what I need; socks, polo shirt, bra, knickers, skirt? I did shave my legs last night, and it's still warm, might as well take the excuse. I make my way out of my room, through the already open door, thanks Mum, didn't want privacy or anything, and make. "There had been no time to go into that. He didn't even know if he SHOULD go into that. He wanted to believe it was a random statement, made while she was thinking of someone else. Then he thought about how absurd that was. She was, as far as he could tell, the perfect woman. Intelligent, capable, strong, not to mention gorgeous. There was her background ... her willingness to accede to people's suggestions ... the rape ... her abandonment by her husband.He realized he didn't know if she. He rested her legs on his shoulders as he licked her clitoris and fingered her gaping pussy. She opened her legs more and he pushed a second finger into her to really finger-fuck her. She began shaking, rolling her head from side to side and then she looked at me and squealed, “I’m going to cum.” I knew it wasn’t for my benefit that she said this but his for she then lifted her head to look at him, “Please keep going,” she whimpered, her shaking now out of control, “Oh, that’s it, yesss.”Her. Over my head I could feel something, then it pulled down over my eyes, a blindfold. I suddenly had a panic attack."Oh no please," I uttered."Be calm," his voice soothing, "now lets go for a walk." W-what," I said, my arms now outstretched in front of me like a sleep walker; after a few yards, we stopped, we still must be inside the garden, it smelt damp."Lean forward," the voice said, inches in front of my hands I felt a brick wall, the garage, we must be behind the garage. My stomach was doing.