She groaned again, muttering, ‘Oh mi Dios!’, then squirmed around in my arms to face me. Suddenly we were kissing, more passionately than I’d ki...sed Lisa in a long time, our tongues dueling for supremacy. If I’d thought about how I’d have wanted my first encounter with Rosa to be, I’d have said tender and sweet. This wasn’t: it was wild and desperate, as we both unleashed the strong emotions that had been building to boiling point within us. As we kissed I pushed her up against the wall and. Hell, compared to every-fucking-thing else, my impending rape seems so much less crushing than it once did. I just had to smile and endure. Smiles are easily faked, and I would withstand the physical act. I just need to focus on one fucking day at a time. That’s how I’ll fucking survive.An unfamiliar scent came from the entrance. Someone was there; I couldn’t place the smell of their species. The ushers troubled voice quietly protested, but whoever she spoke to ignored her. From my position on. Luci noticed this and remarked, "We'll have to do something about that, won't we?"The rest of the journey as Luci stripped in front of me, I could sense her removing her top, revealing her perfect breasts and when she put her long legs on the dashboard to remove her underwear I nearly came on the spot. For the final hour she taunted me by rubbing her breasts and masturbating openly. It was my fantasy yet she insisted I watch the road.Finally we pulled up outside her isolated suite and I eagerly. Both David and Matt sat in wingback chairs on one side of Midge’s formal coffee table. Midge sat on part of the sofa across from them. With her sat an almost-unrecognizable Jan Pittman.Midge and Jan both wore light, but not overly sexy, robes and slippers. While Midge kept her body covered by tucking the ends of the robe she wore, the same could not be said for Jan.The young redheaded woman, almost ten years younger than Matt, was obviously in pain. She sat in a partial slouch, avoiding one.