As she started her confession, the same way hundreds of others have since I began hearing them many years ago, I was stricken by the sultriness of her...voice, and the desperation! Most women, at least those who confess to 'impure thoughts', do not go into such detail as she did. I noticed her hands unclasp as she recounted her tale of the previous night.As she told me about pulling the covers down and her nightgown up in preparation for her night of lust, the cool night air brushing her nipples. I got into the dark environment of the car. All of the men looked at me, their faces untouched by light. They looked like ghosts without their facial features showing. My heart was close to bursting and then it stopped as Ram got in on my right and closed the door with a bang.Everything was quiet except for the heavy breathing surrounding me. I shivered slightly as the figure on my right got close to my neck and whispered. “Let’s continue what we were doing before ma’am.” I couldn’t breathe.. The silky friction of the stocking inside my pants legs was but one sensation making me nuts. If I turned, my dick slid sideways against the satin center of my panties and my ass sensed movement within the smooth cool butt fabric of the panties. Lastly it was crazy hard not to pop a button now and then to adjust my underwires and straps for comfort. Please english class. Hurry up and get here. Another problem was sitting. I had to pull my pants legs down so that my sexy nylons did not show over. This fateful day, when I uttered those words, my parents were away withmy fourteen-year-old sister. They were three hundred miles away. It wasspring break and they had gone to a parish run by an old friend of Dad's.They left me alone since they knew I wouldn't do anything wrong and couldtake care of myself. But also because his friend had only one child, alsoa fourteen-year-old girl and the house three bedrooms like our home. Sothere really wasn't any room for me and I was more then happy to.