I had just walked in to my apartment and taken off my suit coat. As usual I pulled my gun off my belt along with my handcuffs and badge, and set them ...n the kitchen counter. Next thing I reached for was a beer. I had barely had the first sip when I heard a soft knock at the door. I was pleasantly surprised to find Helen standing in my doorway. “Hi” I said. “Hullo. Mind if I come in?” She replied in that sexy voice of hers.“ Not at all, Please do.” I offered her a beer as I watched her graceful. You only lose your virginity once, and that memory will be with you your entire life. Bob knows that.”“We’re not talking about having sex!” complained Heather. “I just want to draw him, and I want to get it all right.”“So seeing his erection ... and knowing you caused it ... that doesn’t make you feel anything?”“Of course I feel something. I’m all warm inside. He paid me a very nice compliment. Any girl would want a handsome, wonderful man like Uncle Bob to be interested in her. But that. The useless cloth was flung aside as I struggled uselessly. The room was chilly on my bare chest as I knew what was next.The tall male behind me had removed his hands and now lifted first one foot to remove the trainer and sock, then the other. The other male then pulled out my waistband and cut it and allowing my tracksuit trousers to drop to my ankles whilst the other removed them completely. My boxer shorts were next and they were simply ripped wide open and pulled away from me allowing. I never wear underwear so I opened up my suit jacket a little wider for him to get a good look. His hand found my knee and his fingers starting making a trail straight to the top of my legs.The plane was almost empty and I suggested perhaps we would be uninterrupted if we moved towards the back of the plane where there were hardly any passengers.In our new seats and without anyone close by, he resumed his voyage up my leg. By the time his fingers found my pubic area, I was dripping wet. He.