Claire moved from the control panel and scratched herfingernails up the inside of my thighs. I hoped she would do somethingwith my hard organ which wa... tenting my tiny latex skirt but instead herfingers grasped the flange of the plug and began pulling it out of mybody. Once the thickest part was stretching me she eased it back all theway into me then repeated it several times. Being trapped on the crossframe had filled my attention but now Claire had me fully focusing on mystretched-open. The windows are blinded and your heart misses a few beats as you hear the doors locking. In panic you grab the handle and try to open the doors. It's no use. The blinded glass shield between your compartment and the chauffeur's doesn't allow you to see anything, but you scream anyway. There is no response. The car starts and drives off, you still pulling the door handle, desperately."Relax Madame," you hear the loudspeaker say. "Your resistance is useless. Your aeroplane ticket is one way. You. It has to wait for some time as I have to just take a break from that sex story because something else happened in my life.I am captainyours 24 years old from Kerala and feel free to throw feedbacks to So, I don’t think I should mention my name, and You can call me Captain. This is the TRUE STORY of one of my readers who read my sex story, got attracted to me and ended up in bed with me. The happiest part of it is, she did that with the consent of her husband and I tasted her in front of. The door opened. Laura stared at me petulantly. ‘What?’ she said. At least, I think that’s what she said. With the door open, I couldn’t actually hear anything. ‘Turn the damn music down!’ I said. I had to shout. Laura stomped over to the stereo and turned it down. I shook my head. ‘Laura, what the hell is wrong with you? I was trying to sleep!’ Laura put her hands on her hips, her shoulders thrust forward with attitude. ‘So? I didn’t know you were trying to sleep! You didn’t tell me! No.