Her nose was suddenly covered in soft, gossamer silk. ‘There, taste me through your nose. Are they still warm from me, are they damp?’ Fingers rub...ed the silk panties against her nostrils. She lay still, entranced. The rustle again and the bed dipped. The warm breath was back beside her ear, hair touching her face. ‘My hand is between my thighs, where your face was this morning. My finger is caressing my lips as your tongue did. Do you remember? How you slithered between my lips so softly,. " I hope somebody does hear me," declared the distraught teenager who nevertheless lowered her voice. She buried her face in the pillow and began sobbing uncontrollably. Kristina barely reacted when she felt Rick's weight shift the mattress. There wasn't any thought of escape. What was the use? When she felt Rick tugging at the waistband of her panties Kristina thought of resisting but then decided she didn't want her panties ruined if the boy decided to get rough. I'm going to get raped anyway. Thedeeply piled carpet seemed to hide the one chance I had, thatmaybe someone would hear the characteristic clank of anklechains and investigate.By the time we got down to the basement, there was nobody thereto the now much more evident clanking as we headed across thebare concrete. Mary had got out her mobile phone and made ashort call to somebody, to the effect "Object Retrieved".Clearly that was me. We headed across the basement car parktowards a large white Ford van, minus any windows. As. Karl let out a groan at the sight of her exposed naked body. "You really are not playing fair," he said as he approached the bed."Well life is very rarely fair," she said with a smile in her dark brown lust filled eyes.Karl leaned down and kissed her passionately. His tongue mating to hers as his fingers found her wet clit and began rubbing slow circles. She gave a low moan and spread her legs, giving his fingers free access to her soaking slit. He kept his fingers on her clit however and began.