”I desperately needed to get his raping cum out. I had no protection and I was beginning to freak and panic, I started to run about in tiny circles ...nd then I hopped from leg to leg. Nothing, my panic increased as I tried more and more things to try and shift the raping cum from deep inside my pussy. Nothing seemed to work and I got more and more wound up, making myself feel sick and dizzy. Exhausted, I reluctantly made my way to my bedroom to lie down for a few minutes and then to decide what. I’m not sure what I want today.’ ‘Hmmm. I’m not sure how to interpret that.’ Tracy got up off her stool and asked, ‘What catches your eye?’ ‘Besides that tattoo on your side?’ I teased her. Tracy was wearing a shirt that was shredded on both sides and I could see a large tattoo on her torso. She pulled up her shirt to reveal a large dragon going down her side, the head obviously hidden under her shorts. ‘This was my first,’ she offered. ‘So you didn’t just walk into a tattoo shop a little. His name was Bill Wyatt. By nature of the project and their management structure she started spending much of her with him. The time together drew them closer and they each felt the attraction.One evening Bill and his wife Evelyn or Eve invited Ginger to a dinner they would host at a nearby upscale restaurant. The cocktails flowed easily, Eve and Ginger got along famously, and Bill in his after-hours relaxed manner was even more appealing.The conversations drifted around to Ginger’s family, and. It didn’t take long before I got a message through from someone. They didn’t have a pic on their profile but I didn’t care, cock is cock at the end of the day. We chatted for a little while and I found that he was sitting 2 carriages down from me and was also travelling alone. I suggested that he come up to my carriage for a better chat. I had a pic on my profile so he knew what I looked like and could find me easily. He said he would be down in about 5mins and then logged off. A massive.