Desperationfilled her chest. She wanted to go home, she wanted to apologize toEric and try to be the one thing he had asked of her. "I need help!"Her ...oice only echoed back to her carried by the cold night air onlyto be followed by still silence. In the distance she could see theborder wall, lit up by powerful spotlights.Was this something she really wanted to do? How desperate was shereally? Ryan had heard stories of people surviving for weeks on justinsects and berries, but he was in the. I was over halfway in and could feel the tightness of the back of her mouth when she started to resist. She knew she shouldn’t and did her best to allow me, but her survival instinct fought back, and she started to struggle. I placed a hand firmly on the back of her head and pushed in further. Every fraction of an inch forced me to hold her head more tightly. I let her fight me for a few moments and then released her.She came off me spluttering and coughing, with tears in her eyes. Drool. Some of the notes have lifted her teddy and are fondling both breasts and her nipples have grown quite erect. Each passing note causes warmth to wash down into her groin making her squirm. Her bowels feel watery and loose. Saliva rises in her mouth. Beads of perspiration form on her upper lip and beneath her breasts. Look at those nipples, as erect and stiff as a palace sentry. She move her hand to fondle one. She mutters a throaty "Ahhh" as her nipple radiates pleasure.The music continues to. This is a true story that happened to me a year ago and had to change the names for personal reasons.We live in a colony where all the neighbours are pretty close. Once on a Saturday night I was all alone at home as my parents went to my dad’s friend’s farmhouse and they would be back only the next day afternoon. It was raining heavily and I was watching a movie on TV having a beer.It was around 11 pm and the door bell rang when I opened the door, to my surprise it was my neighbour’s daughter..