It happened before, lay alone on the bed, waiting. Finally, I went home, confused.Finally, footsteps along the corridor.There are two, each in a littl... black dress, each wearing an eye mask like it was a fancy charade party. I watch as they stand and stare back at me. One is tall, even without the black high heels, Rapunzel-like hair with plaits that flow forever. The other is petit, a sun worshiper, skinny legs shrouded in seamed stockings and sensible heels.They whisper, even giggle lightly. The pressure required releasing. My best hope was to direct it to one side, but I had to locate the people first. I rose and set off as fast as I dared in the direction I believed they were.I stopped when the scents became confusing. Many scents near the river. I cautiously peeked through the trees. Now I understood. They had burrowed into the mountain and used the river as their access to the sea.I remembered crossing the river. The trees grew close to the banks, and any entrance into the. " Sure." Kathryn blushed and bit her lip. "Ummm ... I might get ready myself and ... ummm ... well I sleep nude. Is that a problem?" No," Fiona replied with a smile. "That's no problem at all."Fiona was certainly shaken and from her ordeal and the first two nights awoke several times from her sleep, sweating profusely and shaking from her nightmare. While Kathryn was not previously a good friend (Fiona swore that she didn't have any "real friends" at the school), she was certainly more than a. Soon he was thrusting in and drawing most of the way out again. Eachthrust seemed to go deeper and deeper. "AAWW, AAAWWWW, AAAAAWWWW," Istarted to moan. These weren't like the mid-blowjob moans that weremuffled cries in the hope the guy would stop cumming in my mouth. No,these were moans of enjoyment. Uncontrollable moans that I couldn't stop,subdue or hide in anyway. Any on lookers could tell I was enjoying beingfucked and that just intensified the humiliation.After a couple of minutes of this.