”When Jack had left, she continued. “Harry came to see me yesterday morning. He told me he had a confession. I wasn't shocked. I had long know... he had a thing for mommy. But I wasn't going to go there, especially while his dad was alive. Nor did I wish to have anything to do with such shenanigans, since he was married to such a wonderful girl as yourself, Mandy. I didn't want to let his fantasies turn into a nightmare. As I expected they would, if you ever found out. Nor, would I ever. I and my colleague were good friends. There was one thing that attracted me towards her was her boobs. She used to compress them very tightly in her bra. I always had a dream of fucking her and pressing and sucking those big boobs.Then one day my dream came true. Let me describe her. She was a typical brown Indian 5.6 in height and her figure was 38-34-36. Those sexy boobs would attract anyone to her. Red glossy juicy lips would make someone fall in love with her. Seeing those juicy lips I. With every little subtle move and wiggle of her comfortable gorgeous bum bearing her slender weight down on me, my clit tingles evermore beneath her. As though the weight of her bum is the only physical stimulus my pussy needs for it to get wetter and hornier.I pull her thong to one side, and really start to go to town on her. Gently flicking and rubbing and pushing and strumming my fingers against her. The more heavier my petting of her becomes, the more her bum writhes and pushes against my. Two men in all black jumped out of the back and grabbed me, a rag was placed over my mouth and I passed out. The van was bare, nothing at all inside of it, all metal wall separated me from the driver. It was cold and dark, I was terrified for what they were going to do with me. I knew escape was futile, we were going quite fast and the ropes were tight. I endured the rough and bumpy ride for hours. Finally we slowed, then stopped, it was quiet now with no noise of tires and road. I could hear.