I simply knew I just had to be with her come hell or high water and I would be – tomorrow. “Goodnight Darling” I said like she was my long term ...artner. “See you tomorrow” she replied and I was soon in deep slumber. I wont event try to explain my dream, save to say I hoped it would come true in the morning… I treated myself to a good hearty breakfast rather than my usual cereal. I just somehow felt I needed that for the day ahead. But was I assuming too much of a mature and lovely woman? I. Did she trim it? No....it didn't look any different to her. "If you did something, I can't tell."Serena quicky ran upstairs and into her bedroom. She stripped out of her clothes and flopped down on the bed. She screamed an orgasm moments after her third finger dove deep inside her. This boy wouldn't touch her, but her hand certainly did. Over and over again for another orgasm and finally a third before calming down and collecting herself. She knew Tommy heard her screams of passion, but. She didn’t want to get to where they were going, she didn’t want to stay in the truck.Captive in the truck the terrible events replayed over and over. The horrible pleasurethe men took in attacking her body, the hands slapping her, the cocks invading her.They mocked her. “Smart ASS Blonde.” “News Bitch.” “Right Wing Whore.”When they were done they had locked her in this crate. Naked and bruised the oncehaughty bitch was plastered with cum. Her attackers had taken a perverse pleasure. She watched it for a few moments and then stared back to me and asked me, “answer me samir, how often you visit such pages?” I could not even answer and looked down. She suddenly took my face by her hand up and asked me, “Do you find me sexy? Tell me honestly; didn’t you touch my breasts and buttocks intentionally?” I slowly nodded my neck in the affirmative. She swung back and placed her lips on my lips and started kissing me. I was quite taken aback with such a stance of hers and did not know.