She itched between her legs and squirmed around, trying to relieve the itch, which caused some fluid to leak out of her pussy.'I've been fucked!' she ...ealized, feeling annoyed. She didn't know if she was more annoyed that someone would rape her while she was unconscious, or that she'd missed it. She decided on the latter.She heard footsteps approaching on the wooden floor, probably attracted by the noise she made when she had moved a moment earlier. A handle turned. The closet she had been. This was the first time I had asked for it. Everything went still and quiet. I knew what I had to do. What I needed to do. What she required. "Yes... please"She was already wearing her strap on. There was that delicious moment as I felt my dress getting pulled up over my arse. I was whimpering with desire. She whispered some more. "Do this right and you get to cum".I begged her. "Please please, please fuck me. I want your cock so bad. let me have it, I'll do anything for it"My panties were. .but she didn’t create scene there….even I managed n started speaking to her…..i said I thought u don’t have any problem…..she asked me where do I live n I was living in same area as her…..until reaching our destination I managed to talk to her for some time and gave compliments for her hair…n finally succeeded n getting her mobile number….. After that we used to chat on phone I managed to get her evil out as well….we used to talk erotic but she was still hesitant that went on for few months I. My group’s sequestering here was mostly direct. We lost all our men, except me, but painful as that was, it appears to be nothing compared to your ordeal. We have about an hour before dinner is served in the cafeteria, and we’d very much like to hear your stories.”Jane Hatfield, a svelte older woman with natural silver-gray hair stood and introduced herself. Then she began their story:“You probably know that as we taxied to the terminal, the captain informed us that there was a plane just down.