Occasionally, she would open her eyes and see the figure of a naked man, dick erect, muscles tensing as he swept the long handled skimmer basket aroun... her. The man would be smiling down at her. Lust was on his face. A little later, she would open her eyes again to see the other man, just as naked, just as erect, smiling down at her in the same way. She felt passion rising up in her, and she felt a throbbing in her cunt that she had never felt before. She wanted the men to be. That means you are a cocksucker. None of you can say no to sucking my juicy black cock. You talk about it, you deny it, then you surrender to it. Every fucking time," he said pushing his pelvis forward.Oh fuck, he is some kind of faggot rapist. In the middle of fucking nowhere and he had me by 15 to 20 years, and easily 50 lbs. Trying to mask the fear I spoke with firmness in my voice."You are out of your fucking mind! I will make other arrangements... Fuck, my cell phone is dead. Can you. And best of all, she wouldn’t be alone.“Let ... let me think about it.” She gave him a weak smile. The plan she had sounded crazy, even to her, but it was the only one her mind and body seemed to agree on for now. Boundaries would have to be set, and some guidelines would need to be followed. If she played her cards right, she could be pregnant by the end of the week and gone in a few months. There was now no doubt in her mind that she was going to have to leave, whether or not she became. In Matt she somehow knew she had found someone special, and she felt she needed to act quickly to get him interested before some slut stole his attentions. Late at night, fantasizing about kissing Matt, she settled on a daring idea, one that would make her intensions clear and would accelerate their relationship. She would offer herself to him. Kelly’s seductive idea blossomed in her mind all week. She wondered if she would be bold enough to pull it off. She couldn’t believe she was.