You aren’t working in the sink together?‘No, ma’am, I’m his friend. I just accompanied him here.’‘Your accent is thick. Alright, you need ...omething?’‘Forgive my boldness ma’am but I overheard your conversation. I think I can help you.’Her expression changed. She was furious. ‘Are you fucking kidding me? You come into my house and eavesdrop on me. Out! Get out! When your friend is done he’ll join you outside’As I stand outside, I feel like dying. What the hell was I thinking? Wait, can I get. Suddenly he pulled back. I hung there, panting, bewildered. Then he slapped my left breast. At first I thought it just hurt and I screamed, mostly in fear and shock. But after the first sting had faded I discovered a remarkable sensation. My breast was tingling and alive, the nipple hard, and my sex grew even more wet. His slap had aroused me! My confusion grew as he now worked on the right breast, squeezing and pinching and finally slapping it. I thought I would explode with pent-up energy. Sasha heard someone walking up to her andsccreamed. I knew no one could hear her out here. "You need to come with me. I am not going to hurtyou". "Why are you doing this? Let me go". I gagged her mouth, picked her up in my arms and walkedabout a mile into the woods where there was an abandoned cabin that no one even seemed to rememberwas there. My parents used to take me here when I was younger. I carried Sasha inside and laid herdown on a bed. I removed the gag and she screamed again. "No one. Now I was uncontrollable. I myself pushed my hip toward her ass to the extent possible.My aunt felt the extra pressure and checked again whether its me. Now I pretended that I am not connected to her and looked elsewhere. It was dark outside. Inside the bulb was very dull. I had taken advantage of the dim light and pressed my prick inside her ass crack. Now, I could watch that she was wetting her lips and biting her lips. Slowly I could find her that she was leaning back and our body was in.