I just want to feel and react and turn myself over to my senses. I wore my red lace bra and panties just for you. I want to watch your hands as you re...ove them from my body. I want to watch your eyes follow the garments as they fall to the floor and then come back to meet mine. I want to see how much you want me.I want to reach out and touch your face and feel the heat from your skin under my fingertips. I want to trace the contour of your neck and then unbutton your shirt to slip it off your. Theyall had the look of low level crooks and it made me wonder what theywere up too. If I were to guess they were locally hired cheap muscle,but for what?"The boss said she'd be on this train," the oldest crook said, and tooka long pull from his beer."What're we supposed to do, again?" the smallest of the group asked."Easy, find her, and at the next stop escort her from the train. Thenwe just hold her and call the boss in. She said, that she'd pick thegirl up herself."The crook of African. "I don't know how much longer we should stay out in this hot sun without protection." I've got screen on already, did you want some, or you could just get under the shade from the umbrella?" I asked."Maybe I should put some on," she said reaching over and picking up a bottle of the cream type. She looked at it a moment as if thinking whether she should open it or not. Suddenly, with a very quiet tone in her voice, she handed the bottle to me and asked if I could put some on her back. She got. Dejected and afraid I was now openly weeping begging for him not to do any thing to me. The third assured me he was gonna ' ... fuck you and my boys are gonna fuck again too! and you are gonna be letting us do it ...' In my presence state I could not do anything but cry as he got between my knees and slid his humongous penile glans over my very tender bung hole. I heard him say my bung hole was ' ... so swelled it's looking like lips puckering up for a kiss! ...'. The third guy lowered his self.