She was a tiny woman." Do you have to watch me all the time?" Margaret complained. "Is this why you want to start a women’s refuge? To get your rock... off looking at the women in here? Then forcing them to go further? That doesn’t sound much like a refuge. Is that what you are going to do to me? Are you just another pervert! I guess that’s why you picked me up." I am an officer and a gentleman madam! You will not impugn my name in that way without paying the price." Without further warning, the. Suddenly Sylvia opened up my jacket and pressed her firm breasts against my chest and hugged me tight. Her breasts were warm but I pulled my jacket around her and held her cold back. Then she started humping my leg like a dog.I asked, “What are you doing?”Sylvia replied, “In class they taught us about hypothermia and how to fight it off. We need body contact, movement, and possibly sex.”I said, “They taught you that in school.”Sylvia said, “Yes, some of the boys are Boy Scouts and they told us. Although this was the first time I had ever been spiked. God, I didn’t feel good. And I was shaking so badly. This didn’t normally happen, did it? The room was swimming quite violently now. The tiles were dancing for me. Where was I again? I could hear voices, or a voice? Were they in my head? I laughed. Perhaps I was going crazy, I thought, as I slipped down the bathroom wall, surrendering to the blackness. *** ‘Hey kid, can you hear me?’ A male voice roused me from my drug induced sleep,. Ohhhh!"She loved feeling that wonderful jab of his cock against her cuntal walls. Without even thinking, she'd bent her knees way up alongside Byron's body. This way she could control her sliding, rolling movements better. She could shiver her ass around when she settled her cunt down all the way on his cock. Trying several more moves, Marcie found she could feel the pressure deep inside her if she pushed down and back with all her weight."Uhhhhh... damn! Damn, Marcie! I'm so fuckin'.