I was going to be raped. I screamed and cried into my gag and started to struggle. I kicked my legs and kneed him in the back. Then I felt the flat of...the knife against my cheek. I froze.He undid the next button, taking his time.I have always been proud of my breasts. All of my boyfriends had loved them. C cup, nice and firm, beautifully rounded with half dollar sized small pink aureoles and nipples the size of a thimble. Now I wished I was flat as a board. Even worse, I had on a lacy, low. "This..." His newly filled fist wedges my gap enough to drive his double-baton-wide boner into its favorite sleeve, albeit from a different angle, "...feels even better. Aww, fuck..." He grunts like a linebacker running drills in a Georgia July as he splits me open and thrusts as deep as the angle of my trapped legs will permit. "Fuck, you're tight. Gonna do you just like this, dirty girl."He hasn't done it 'like this' before and it feels a little weird at first but he's breathing hard and. "This was a set-up! Jane`s mind raced. What are they going to do?Karen and Carla turned to face each other, and Carla lowered herself down. They wrapped their arms around each other and engaged in a long, passionate kiss. Their hands began to explore each other`s bodies...... breasts, backs, bums... they broke the kiss and Carla reached down and peeled off her shirt.Her breasts were contained in her white lacy bra, and her nipples pressed against the fabric. Karen`s shirt was soon after,. "Thank-you ", she said and I felt her hand gently stroke mine. We slowly made the five minute walk to the bar and I gently put my hand on her back, not wanting to push my luck. Suddenly she turned towards me. "Kiss me again, Jim. I am playing that song in my head." My lips met hers for a longer deeper kiss our hands running over each other's bodies. Breaking the kiss we glanced up and looked at the bar. It was packed with people, who had the same idea as us. "Oh", I said "it looks really.