"you know we've got 200 extra cigarettes over our duty free allowance? Well when we get to the hotel, do you fancy playing the naughty customs officer...and the international smuggler?" she smirked."Could be fun, but we forgot to pack the latex gloves," I grinned.It took me and my dirty little slut a few days to acclimatize to the Tunisian heat, but once we got stuck into the Duty Free Vodka, she decided it was time for an interrogation. I had popped out for some cola from the bar, and when I. My eyes began to get glassy, so this was it? This, was how I was going to lose my virginity? Rape. What a great story to tell the grandkids. Very slowly, with the hand that was molesting my boob, Lucas moved his leg, then he moved my underwear to the side and began rubbing my pussy against his hand, and sticking his finger in me. By this point, tears were streaming down my face. What the fuck is going on?! I heard a deep voice yell from my doorway. Lucas suddenly stopped, and just as fast as he. I wont get sleep and thinking how to get him into my hands. Time passed upto 1.00am. I decided whatever it happen it will happen and I dont want to waste the time.I came nearer to him and slept besides him and watched for certain time. No reaction. I put my hand near his cock and removed the lungi from there. No action. I kept my hand inside his underwear and found very big snake.I kept my hand over it and pressed.No action. I got confidence myself and bent down before his dick and opened his. The men pulled me hard, past the girl who spread her legs further as we pasted and obviously came. Her hand came away from her pubic mound and her gusset became wet from her own orgasmic juices. As I was pulled through the door, I thought I saw her panties moving of their own accord - a spasming kind of throb as though they were gorging on her vaginal lubricants. She collapsed in a sobbing heap as we walked through the door.I was very afraid now, and asked the men what the hell was wrong with.