The guy looks at me and then at you. I look at you and then at him. You look at each of us for a moment. “What?,” you say.The guys says, “Wel..., it looks like we might be here for a while. Any idea about what we might do to pass the time?” As he’s talking I slide over so that I am sitting right next to you. Then you realize what we are talking about. “Get real, that’s not going to happen,” you say. He gets up, walks over and sits on the arm of the couch. You don’t move but the look on. As he saw her naked buttocks he whistled “Gentlemen, would you believe it the lady is wearing no underwear.”She felt hands part her buttocks and knew he was going to rape her. As she heard the zip and felt his hardness touch her shapely buttock she involuntarily wept a prayer for saving “Oh my gods no, please. I’ll pay anything, two million, three…”. A finger slipped between her legs and probed her dry cunt, she heard the suit spit, and then spit again but this time his fingers smeared the. When I lived in the city, there was no end to the supply of hot guys and girls to have sex with any time I wanted it. The problem I had living there was none of the sex led to anything meaningful. Everyone got to know about my thirst for it and just started using me for their own needs. I still don’t know where my sex addiction came from; I could never get enough. I guess being addicted to sex is a lot better than some other things.Don’t get me wrong, I enjoyed the sex but wanted something. She swung a leg over the rail and found footing. Carefully, she lowered herself slowly into his strong hands. The horse whinnied softly as she alit sidesaddle in front of the rider. His arms wrapped about her and pulled her close. Slate gray eyes twinkled brightly under the cowl as he leaned down to kiss her softly, tenderly. He tapped his heels lightly against the beast’s flanks and used his knees to guide the horse as they made their way quietly from the gardens and toward the back gates..