August fifth, a sunny late afternoon, and she was strolling home from work, taking her usual short route through Hollybush Woods.It was one of those r...re days when she had the trail to herself. No joggers, no cyclists, mums with kids, or dog walkers. Just her and the tweeting birds and insects rustling in the undergrowth. Until she heard a voice, almost hushed, filtering through the dense thicket on her left.“Oh fuck, Jim, you’re bloody big.”Diane halted. She blinked and turned her head towards. The feeling as jet after jet of my orgasm spurted of of my cock and into her made me weak and I collapsed with my weight into her chest as she held me tight in her arms. Both of us started to catch our breath and I stayed hard despite just having a huge mind numbing orgasm and I wrapped her in my arms and we rolled over so she could straddle my hips and be on top. She looked down at me and placed her hands on my chest and rolled her hips in circles as she used my cock as a warm dildo. She. It was just a phase, her parents had been assured. The psychiatrist had been mostly right.The motion of the vehicle stopped, and she suddenly felt too afraid to peep. What if it was the same men transporting her who’d hurt her so badly? What if she played dead, and they just ... dropped her off and left her alone? Maybe alone in the woods somewhere, where the only things she would have to worry about were exposure and wild animals. That would be okay. That was better than anything else she. I knelt down. Both Archana and Deepa sat on the bed and asked me to walk towards them on my knees.“Bend down and kiss our feet”, Deepa said.For some reason, I did not object. Maybe I liked kissing feet. Or maybe I liked what was happening. I must say, I was aroused a bit. So, I bent down and kissed their feet, and looked at them with an embarrassed smile.“Who said you could stop?” Archana said. “Keep kissing until I ask you to stop”, she demanded.I went back down and continued to kiss their.