"Aiyaaa!!!" She yelled as she hopped off."What's the matter? You forced me to it... " It's not that! It's not that at all! It's... That I really did f...rce you to it!" What do you mean?" Well... My dreams are generally vivid and I was really tired... I thought I was just asleep... I wondered why it felt so wonderful..." ... Umm... Do you regret that?" A little... But mostly, not at all..." She said as she began to lower her head towards my cock."Waah! No!" I said as I moved it away from. He then removed my t-shirt and started measuring with his palm internally pressing them. I was feeling good. I was wet down. He noticed it and removed my track pants. I was only on bra and panty. I was struggling to cover my parts. He completely removed his pants. I was staring at his tool.He then took me to my room and made me lay on the bed. He way lying on me. His tool was touching my bare thighs. I was feeling good. He hugged me tight He started kissing me on lips. While kissing he removed. Mere doost keg her per kafi dair hoo gayi…aur mujhe akeele hostel pahunchna tha….garmi ka mausum tha….sakhat garmi parh rahi thi…..mere dost keg her se bus stop koi 30 minutes ki walk thi….sakht garmi se bhi kafi pareshan tha….Achanak aek Car mere pass aaker ruki….mein ne Car ke ander deikha tao aek koi 35 sal ka ghabru Pathan car chala raha tha pathan nay mujh say poocha “Khocha Sadder Baazar konsa road jata hay”Main nay kaha“Jis road par tum ja rahy ho…. yahi Sadder ko jay ga”Pathan nay. While this was being done, Samantha went to an adjoining cabin to retrieve any video tapes stored there. Shortly there were many loud crashes as she used a fire axe to chop the video-recorder & editing equipment into a useless pile of junk. There would be no more videos made of the training of ‘willing’ sex slaves.The young girl on the bed, who was latest sex-slave in-training, was still suffering the effects of drugging, exhaustion & physical & sexual abuse during her initial ‘break-in’.