“Yes, I did kiss you, I remember that, but it was only a little peck. But then you mentioned a spiked drink?”Daniel looked intently into her eyes,...which were dry now and staring back at him defiantly, silently.“What do you remember, Marina, exactly, from what happened that night, immediately after I said goodbye to you?”“Nothing, I remember absolutely nothing at all after saying goodbye to you and you walking away. But I know with certainty what happened to me, though. What I want is for you to. I knelt on the floor as he got dressed. Before he left he looked down at me, smiling. "That was good pussy, baby," he said. "Nice and tight!" He patted my cheek. "See you next time, sissy," he said. and he walked out. I was sitting on the bench and I started getting feeling back in my anus, and there was pain again. The door opened and a guy looked in. "Whoa - what the fuck happened to you?" He pointed to my legs. I looked and they were streaked with blood! "You get raiped?" he asked.I nodded. He got into the driver's seat, turned on the car and waited. She stopped short of the car and hesitated. After a moment he rolled down the window and looked at her with that same deadly serious smirk. "What are you waiting for, Lana? Get in the fucking car." This jolted her and sent a chill up her spine. She felt herself getting wetter. Without another word, she walked around to the passenger side, opened the door, and got in. The leather seat was luxurious. It was a hot day, made to feel even. Usually she kept the bed neatlymade. However, the duvet and extra pillows werecarelessly push away and two damp towels were carelesslyleft on the floor. Dan’s excitement crept back into histhoughts, it dawned on him that Sylvia had entertained aguest.Naked, and his cock leading the way he softly eased ontothe side of the bed. Carefully he studied the scene moreclosely. There were wet stains on the rumpled sheets andthey were pulled loose from the effort of lovers ruttingaround. An obvious.