He looked down at my waist and I couldn’t help but to look down at his crotch and I saw he had an erection; it was huge, at least 1 ft long and 3 in...hes wide. Then it hit me…. He was going to rape me. I struggled to get loose, and I screamed but it was no use. He grabbed my thong and pulled it up my ass and into my pussy. Then he ripped them off and thrust his middle finger inside my small cunt and tried to stick his tongue in my mouth but I clenched my mouth shut and moved my head away. He. I don't have any chest hair so I didn't need to worry about that so I rose out of the tub and wrapped a towel around myself and wandered into the master closet and decided what I wanted to wear. Looking at all the dresses, skirts and jumpers that my wife had collected over the years still amazes me to this day. I finally decide on just a plain green plaid skirt, ivory crotchless pantyhose, a white long sleeve shirt, a Wonderbra and a pair of black thong panties. I go to a chair and sit down and. "I've been thinking about this all week."He hooked a finger under the narrow strip of my gusset and teased the sensitive skin just in-between the lips of my pussy before pushing his finger right into me."Nice," I said softly and rolled my hips against his finger. "Did you see me on that chat show this morning?" I always watch when you're on television, Mum. You know that," he replied."I wore stockings without any knickers." You slut." He laughed and as I took my hands from his pockets, he. Her legs crossed, engrossed in her reading. I could see she was wearing stockings as usual, the thoughts of her causing my normal arousals.I finished work and grabbed a taxi to the clinic. The receptionist showed me to a consultation room, she gave me a gown and pointed to a side area where I could get undressed. I slipped my clothes off, and wrapped the gown around me. It barely fitted, I tied the string as best as I could, and sat on the edge of the couch. My legs crossed tightly, anyone.