John Doe had only gone for a small walk to clear his head after his recent exams, but after setting off he decided to trek through the forest near his...house outside the small village, after about 20 minutes he heard a faint clink of stone underfoot. By the time he'd looked down, it was too late.John awoke, confused by his location in this dark, decrepit old crypt. He attempted to get to his feet, he failed. The pain in his leg was far too severe for him to even move at the moment, so he decided. I grabbed the beers and sat next to him. He started rubbing on my leg, and then very aggressively ran his hand up my shirt, grabbing on my tits. I let him feel then would push his hand away. He kept doing it, and I left his hand there longer each time, before pushing it away. He grabbed my knee, turned my head and kissed me. We started making out, and his hands were all over me. He grabbed my hair pulling my head back, and started rubbing between my legs. When I tried to move, he pulled harder,. "Well, you missed a few spots and it felt so good that I want to make sure I have this nice gel all over my body."I let my hand off my bikini top and it fell to the bench revealing my tits. He clearly didn't know what to do. I took the gel and squirted some into my hands. "Why don't you watch a bit?" I said with a wicked grin. I sat up with my back against the wall.I placed my gel-covered hands over and around my sweating neck. I moved them down and squirted more onto my chest and rubbed it. She licked over her lip and leaned towards him ready to prove her willingness to be a member. He stopped her forward motion and stood up, his shorts falling around his ankles as she watched the swollen eight inch cock sway before her. “Not yet Gwen, I want to see you naked first so we can get acquainted properly,” he chided with a smile.She nodded, apparently unwilling to tell him what he needed to hear in the interview. Her tank top was pulled off without hesitation, indeed her tits were.