The dream slipped unbidden into my subconscious. I was in a truck and I saw a man's hand on my leg. He was squeezing me hard... I could feel, see even... the bruises forming. Like watching a movie I saw myself half-falling, half being carried down from the high step of the truck. I was in a small parking lot. There was some light from the street and several flashing neon lights. There was a man, Mark, kissing me and kneading my breast painfully. I felt no emotion. I felt cold.A van pulled into. Sans même un regard pour son acolyte le plus âgé poursuit :"Oui on nous a demandé de venir chez vous pour un sandwich. C'est pour consommer tout de suite."Il tend alors la main et tire sur la serviette d'Annie qui se retrouve nue, figée de surprise devant cet homme qui lui sourit pendant que son "collègue" fait gonfler sa queue à grands coups de langue.Profitant de l'immobilité d'Annie il se colle contre elle, une main lui pétrissant la poitrine et l'autre une fesse. Sa queue a naturellement. " And what of his penis?" Ah, yes, excuse me, I am too proud of my external handiwork. The penis,in it's smallest possible state by now, is pushed into the left side ofthe vaginal flap, with the implant on that side being designed toaccomodate this, until the tip lies directly just to the side of theentrance into the body . This means that, given sufficient stimulationthrough weight and speed, a pentrative orgasm will be possible but willnot be easily achieved. There is no possibilty of. I then felt more hands gently moving up my legs, one on the outside of the other leg, and a third hand in between them. That hand drifted slowly upwards, flitting from one leg to another until it reached my knees. My dress was lifted up a little; I'm not sure whom by, then the hand continued to slide up this time with the whole palm of the hand feeling my leg. Finally it reached my pussy and I felt the side of the man's thumb brush against it as it slid back and forth ever so gently. Both.