Naturally being a little k** I didn't know how to react to the situation so I got angry and basically over reacted saying things like "why would I eve... do such a thing?! Are you nuts?" Looking back on my overreaction she obviously knew.A few years later the second time was the moment she found my stash of clothes I took from my cousins. She said she was going to clean my room so I decided that a better hiding place was in the attic in a shoe box. Unfortunately she ended up cleaning out the. I refreshed my drink and walked into the living room. Nothing had been planned for “afterwards”. Small talk? Clothed or still naked? Another drink? I looked out the windows. The beach was moonlit and inviting. I put on my jacket and my shoes. They never knew I was gone.About an hour later I was sitting on the deck of the hotel, nursing a G&T, and wondering if I should just drive myself home. Did I think they would have another go-round? Not sure. She might be a little sore and my husband wasn’t. Your tongue sweeps into my mouth and dances against mine. Your arms pull me tighter and I feel your hardness poke into my belly. “Mmm, Baby” I moan into your kiss. Without breaking our kiss, you raise me up and carry me into the bedroom. “Baby, I can’t wait any longer. I need you” You lower me down and start kissing me again. I pull your t-shirt over your head and begin kissing your neck and running my hands down your back. Your hands find the hem of my tank and your fingers begin probing the. I was going to be fucked by him? This monster? His harsh words caused me much pain.I glanced at his dick, his dick was fully erected but luckily it was not as big as my ex-boyfriend. It was pretty thick and straight as an arrow. He took his time removing my clothes, admiring every inch of my well toned body. My small breasts hardly sagged as I stood with my arms stretched over my brown hair, and my ribs were clearly visible through my smooth skin."Open your eyes!" He ordered and I quickly.