The idea is simple, we see each other across the bar and I buy her a drink. I then approach and we have small talk. Eventually I ask her back to my ho...el room and we leave together. We are then off for a one night stand with each other. I arrived at the bar a couple of minutes early, eager to get the evening started. I approached the bar and ordered drink, then scanned the bar to see if Linda had already arrived. The bar was packed this night and I didn’t see her anywhere. There was a blonde. Once that happened, the attacker fucked in earnest.Millie's first attacker, and every one that followed, seemed to believe that God had placed breasts on Millie's chest just for them to hang onto and abuse while the raped her mouth and throat. The first penetration of Millie's throat hurt worse than anything she had experienced before, and every following thrust hurt more. Her breasts hurt from the abuse they were receiving, and every once in a while, seemingly at random intervals, Judith would. No sex this time, though I am sure he was getting hard again. Then as I started to doze off Mrs Johns said, “Ok Michael time for bed. Tomorrow we start a whole new life for you.” Once in bed I soon drifted off to sleep.Mrs Johns woke me in the morning and told me to shower and put my dressing gown on, which I did. I joined them at the kitchen table and enjoyed a breakfast of boiled egg and soldiers. I helped Mrs Johns clear up afterwards and then she took me into the lounge where Mr Johns was. You are not wearing a bra. Looking down between us, your already erect nipples brushing against my chest, you run your hands up and down my waist. I shiver, and we smile. You pull my T shirt out of my Levi's and pull it over my head. Enjoying the feeling of our hands on our backs, we press close again, your breasts flattening against my chest. We kiss, not hesitating, our tongues greeting each other like two old friends. Your pelvis presses mine again, but with a difference... it encounters my.