This stops any of your protests. With a hunger you didn’t know you had you kiss him back fighting to get your tongue into his mouth, to taste his sa...iva, mouthwash and the flavour of his drink. Breaking away he flags down a taxi and you both get in back.Quickly he gives the driver a nearby address then turns and resumes making out with you. More tongues then he’s licking your neck, nibbling the lobes of your ears and unzipping your fly all in one go. This time, unlike in the bar he takes your. One of the guys pulled out a knife that look really scary, and slide it under the side of my panties and it cut them away like nothing, he did both sides and my panties feel to the ground. Than he ran it up the middle of my back and cut my tee shirt down the middle and off he pulled it. I was shaking, I was so scared, and looked over where my husband was, and he wasn’t there anymore, no where in sight. Now, I am naked, with my ass up in the air, arms restrained, and unable to do much in the. I pushed another button to open the outside door and at the same time opened the door of my apartment. I waited for the elevator to come up and watched her come out. She was as beautiful as ever. It was the middle of the summer, and she was dressed accordingly. She was wearing a light summer dress. It was off-white and in hippie style as was the “thing” that summer. She was smiling at me. I smiled back and invited her to come in. As men do, I quickly glanced at her breasts. Even when she was. The men were off preparing for conflict—negligent of the women they would leave behind. The ladies entertained themselves in the rooms of Mademoiselle Katarina—a decadent 1930s slumber party. A fire burned in the grate casting shadows where the light of a lone lamp did not reach. Cinnamon, crimson, and tangerine colored the skin of the serving girl nearest the fire—her hips lush and round, as anxious for what the night would bring as her mistress.Schubert, Duet Fantasy in F. Just two hands on.