Nicole had her white panties pulled up, which could be seen peeking out from under her short blue tartan skirt. Her panties were wet, and some pee was...still soaking her pussy. She had her legs spread as she gazed up at Fran, and she saw the rubber dick pointing at her, with Fran’s skirt front being held up by the top of the cock. Fran still had her school shirt on, and her sexy heeled shoes, which Nicole adored. Nicole stood up, and Francesca pressed her up against the wall, pressing the. A bright alley light shone towards her blinding her from seeing anything. She only made out at least 3 silhouettes. A large male who towered over her grabbed her by neck. His mammoth hands easily surrounded it. These hands could snap her neck easily without any effort if needed. She was lifted off her feet and slammed against the hard brick wall in the alley. The man then tore her dress down the front. It hung off her. He fumbled with one hand and undid his zipper of his pants. He pushed his. She smiled and replied: “Shut up, is just a good looking man”“I know what you are thinking… he is not gay” she whispered in my ear.I smiled and challenged her to prove I was wrong. She did not even answer me; just closed her beautiful eyes and rested her head on my shoulder.When we were about half an hour from landing, Ana woke up, telling me she was going to the toilette. I turned my head, watching and enjoying the soft movement of her round hips when she walked to the aft section of the. You promised me that your liaisons would never affect our relationship. Is that true now? I think not. Do you know why I loved making love to you? It had everything to do with your affairs. After having sex with all those men I knew you were coming back to me—that you were still mine--that it was me that you loved. I don’t feel that now and I don’t know if I can again. I was and still am more than willing to be your slave, but I am not at all willing to be Stuart’s.?You kept that fantasy.