” “I’m coming,” she said, her voice sounding feeble and far away. We had six of the buttons fastened but one at the top was through the wrong ...utton buttonhole, throwing the others off by one. The doorknob was being twisted from the other side and the pounding continued. I was still naked and looked for a place to hide. It was a strange feeling, being naked with a limp cock. There was no time to pick up our clothes. I took a place at the door and motioned with my fingers for Lydia to open it. J.L. was better than the other three…. And that’s all, just four.”She handed the washcloth back, patted my wilting dick and said, “Wish I’d found number five, first. My boyfriend in high school broke me in. I think we screwed five or six times before he decided to work on another conquest. Then there was my first husband, Len; but I cheated on him. It cost me my marriage and custody of my girls. The biker and I shacked up for a little while, but he left one day. That’s all I know about him. I. He gagged my mouth with one cloth and put tape all over my lips. I couldn’t speak even a single word now. He was not done with it. he took one hood (black color hood that criminals had to wear before getting hanged) that was looking his pillow cover and covered my face with that. His cruelty was at its peak so he did tape free end around my neck, I guess for making breath difficult.I couldn’t do anything except making voices from my throat. I couldn’t see anything but I heard as this guy was. Sleep now.”Me: misss.Lana: umm what?Me: misssssss.Lana: whattt tell me.Me: miss only thing you didn’t let me do even my dick had the chance to do.Lana: ahhhhh, What is that this time smart ass?She was asking me in a low voice.Me: miss you didn’t let me kiss your lips.Lana smiled and said “why did you get that in mind now?”Me: no miss, you told me that it is only a fuck which I didn’t do. But when I was thinking I don’t remember kissing your lips.I started asking her again and again saying.