Then I felt the plug hard and cool against my arse. I had never taken anything so large inside me, and my immediate reaction was to tense up and resis... its intrusion. Melina, however, was not to be denied in her task. She paused for a few seconds, and sensing that I had relaxed slightly she eased the plug part way in. With a few more adept strokes she had inserted its full length up to the flanged hilt. I felt its solid presence inside me, the weight and size stretching me wider than I had. She was travelling alone.She was done putting her bag in the cabin and boy, was I going to miss that sight of those armpits? No. Never! We were anyway going to part ways in a few hours, let her think whatever she want to about me!She was of dusky complexion, she was slim, her arms well-toned and the pits with a tad darker shade with no sign of any hair, here of there, whatsoever. I was delighted! Not only I finally had a female companion to ogle at for the next few hours, but maybe more if I. Normally they held the enamel washbasins we used for washing but Vicky had pushed them aside. With little regard for the pain in my bottom, I first grabbed Vicky's wrists and then managed to get my arms under hers around her back. She hung there and I hadn't the strength to lift her from the kneeling position I was in, back through the narrow opening."Let me go Emma. Please let me go. He'll thrash me worse now. Let me die. Let me get it over with." She pleaded with me and tried to thump my back. Not even her skimpy outfit could make her look more urban. She looked uncomfortable in the stilettos she wore. The sheer stockings she wore over her full thighs didn't really suit her. She was gripping a full pint glass in her hand rather than a more modest glass of wine."Are you waiting for someone?" Alex asked Gabby after she'd told him her name."Sort of," she said. "Or perhaps not. Maybe you'll do." Sorry?" asked Alex who wasn't sure he quite got the drift of what she'd said."I live near.