Uske boobs meri chest se lag gai. Wo ek dum piche hat gai. Maine pucha kya hua? Wo kuch na boli. Maine phir ek baar usey apni bahon mai le liya aur ap...e hont uski gardan pe rakh kar kis karne laga aur ek hath uski legs pe le jakar uski thigs se hota hua uski chut pe rakh diya. Usney panty b nai pehni thi. Mera hath apni chut pe lgte hi usne ankhen band karke ek siskari bhari aur maine uske gualbi Honto ko apne honto mai kaid kar k chusne laga. Karib 15 mint tak usne b mere hont chusne mai pura. No, no, no. Hell no. She wouldn’t be chloroformed that easily, she thought. She forced herself to open her eyes again. He was holding her up, pushing her forward, slumping her into the passenger seat of her own car.He reapplied the cloth. She hadn’t even noticed it was gone, but now she felt the cold dampness hitting her face again. The strong chemical fumes crawling up into her noise and spreading into her lungs. Her head spinning, from a distance sounded his voice, then the dark drowsy mists. My jeans are unbuttoned, and my bush is showing.And I’m smiling.The door creaks open. I rush for the stall door and slam it shut. I run my hands through my hair and button my jeans. I wipe away the drool. I step out of the stall and try to make it look like the drool is water that spilled on me.For a while I stare at myself in the mirror. What just happened to me? Did she mess with my mind like June? How long was I standing there, drooling in front of her? Long enough to take off my panties and. I'd wager the other women were just shaving with a razor in the shower, but I couldn't do that because of my sensitive skin, the trimmer was the only option. I knew my bikini trimmer was loud enough that anyone else in the cabin (and with seven roommates, there's always someone else in the cabin, or the risk of someone coming in) would either know I was shaving, or worse, think I was going to town on myself with a vibrator in the bathroom. Not to mention, the tiny shower stall didn't really.