Her hand to her breast, her hair fanned out on the pillow beneath her. Her face so peaceful, looking so much like a little girl with her freckle cover...d face. In the morning watching her as she sipped her coffee on the couch, her long legs pulled up to her chest, one foot resting on the other, holding the cup close to her letting it warm her. Then she would catch me staring at her and I would get ‘that’ look! She always thought my stares had to do with sex, that I was just looking at her. As her head rested on the pillow she thought about what was happing and she knew that soon only the second man ever, was going to enjoy her body, and she wasn't trying to stop him. He wasn't handsome or strong. He didn't force her, but she knew she was going to give herself completely to him shortly.His knees were between hers and his mouth was again sucking her tits. She heard herself moan in pleasure then his command to "Put it in." She didn't want to have to do this. She wanted to be taken. Slowly I wrapped my hand inside her nighty around her stomach, she was awake all the time.The weather is too cold and our both bodies started to feel each other heat my dick was in between her thighs and touching her panty, I slowly moved my hands to her boobs and started to press it slowly and she started giving small moans.We both lost and removed our clothes and were feeling each others body heat and exploring ourselves, it was pitch dark and can’t see anything slowly I went down to lick her. I can’t live like this anymore!”He pet my hair and cooed in my ear as I cried. Then slowly roved over my body in my satin gown.“Hmm. Maybe there’s a way.”I looked up at him.“But that’s for your father and I to sort out later. For the next forty-five minutes, you’re mine.”And with that, he lay me down before dry humping me until he came on my satin dress with a twist of my hair in his fist._________________________I lay there the next day wearing only my nightgown and panties. I began to feel.