Cindy was pissed with herself for neglecting such an important detail. As she reached for her mobile phone, she heard a roaring engine approaching. S...e put on the car’s flashers, hoping someone would stop and help, though she did have an illegal can of pepper spray at hand in case there was trouble. A biker came into view. Cindy clutched the pepper spray, white knuckled. He pulled behind the van and stepped off his bike. Tall, with a powerful build, he wore a fitted black t-shirt, worn blue. Then I started to feel his, extremely hard, cock poking against my crotch. “Mhmm, your nasty ass is getting hard off of sitting on your sister, good for nothing rapist!” I yelled at him. Just then, out of nowhere, Shawn gave me a hard slap across my face. “Shut your ass up, I’m in charge and I am not taking any rudeness from you!” He said to me in his harshest voice. That slap had hurt a lot, mom never even slap me that hard. I didn’t want to cry, not in front of Shawn, but I could feel my. I had a wash and cleaned my teeth before proceeding to top my bladder up with as much water as I could drink. Once full, I then headed off.It was a glorious day, not yet too hot. The sky was a peerless blue and I felt good to be alive. I did my first lap, keeping it short to bring me into sight of the infamous spot where all manner of university females could ‘water their pussies’. My pulse was up and not just from running. There was a group of girls up ahead, milling about. I slowed my pace,. Let's do the missionary position.No problem, I laid down on my back on the bed with one of the pillows under my hips for ease of access. That was absolutely wonderful. I am doing it. I am finally being fucked by a man.He held out quite a while, then he warned me, “I am cumming.”“That's fine, do it.” .. and I ejaculated on my own stomach.He withdrew his dick, removed the condom, gave it a couple of strokes and – added his cum to mine on top of my stomach.Wow, that was absolutely wonderful. Now I.