Then he took anipple in his mouth and bit so hard it started to bleed. His cock was so hard it was jabbing me. Then he took hiscock and started rubbin... my asshole I went crazy tryingto push him away with my arms he sat up and slapped meacross the face harder than before and my mouth startedto bleed. He said, “Move one more time, and I’m gonnaslice your face.”He lifted my legs higher spit on his fingers andinserted two fingers into my asshole the pain wasunbearable he pushed. Thankfully, I only saw one man walking along who seemed to have seen me changing. The second attempt was more successful, and I was at least covered, partly anyway, in a short black satin mini-dress and heeled knee-high boots. I looked down, noticing that the satin dress showed my nipples clearly through the thin fabric. I could see the car journey home was going to be fun wearing this dress.Once I was ready, we went back to the car, and Dave decided it was time for some lunch. It was only a. I'd been sucking kind of hard."No. Maybe it's a good thing something is stuck up in me after all." Why?" I asked."Because if it wasn't I'd probably let you fuck me, and that's something we shouldn't do."She said it so easily that I was suddenly horrified that somebody else had fucked her. I reared up on one elbow."Who fucked you?" I asked harshly. "I'll kill him!"She looked shocked, but then smiled. "Nobody fucked me," she said seriously. "I'm a virgin. I can't believe my little brother is. A wooden one, like Hydrogen... I suspect it would float long enough to beach it at Dovercourt.”“Oh.”“Don’t worry about it. The boats are inspected, dried out on the blocks, every year. The safety checks are stringent and the barges are restricted in how far offshore they can go.”After the Board, they spent a couple of days at Greenwich Maritime Museum before exploring the other galleries and museums of London. Tate Modern held little interest for either of them, but the Tate, the National.