" I said, she hugged me. She pulled a little bit back and we started to kiss, she began to sit on top of me on the couch while we were kissing intense...y.I pulled her shirt of and kissed her in her neck and she moaned, "Ahh, this is so nice I have dreamed about this a lot.." I wish I knew that before, I always had a crush for you." I replied and she smiled at me.Now she pulled my T-shirt off and was unbuttoning my jeans, she slowly pulled my jeans and boxer shorts down and started to masturbate. I trembled a little, and my breasts swelled excitedly.Then he passed me and drove on. When I drove home I stripped and spread my legs and began jerking off. In my mind, things had been different. I fantasised that he'd driven me off the path and into some bushes, then jumped on top of me and torn my clothes off.He had loomed over me as his big cock had plunged into my virginal honey pot, and he had raped away my cherry with wild, furious strokes.I was so excited by the fantasy I grabbed my. We are all in the kitchen gathering supplies for our secret trip to the old chapel. Bread, all different kinds of ham and stuff for a salad and olive oil and an excellent cheese made from sheep's milk and wine and bottles of water and more wine...It's such a warm evening, so Giulia and I are just wearing our skimpy summer dresses. Marco is in a beautiful green linen shirt, baggy khaki shorts, and bare feet, and he looks just perfect. Oh God, now he's put on a battered old straw hat, pulled. .. well he has a penis but calling him a man is a stretch. Idiot? Yeah, I like idiot. The fist that the idiot was throwing at me was moving so slow, I was running the risk of losing my vigilance.Finally, it got within range and I grabbed it with my hand, and twisted his arm around to his back with such force, I am positive I broke it good. He cried out in pain and sunk to the floor, looking at his ineffective right arm.The second attacker chose this moment try to kick my head off, while.