I've had a lust crush on you for years." You're gay?"She asked, her voice rising in pitch."I am a big fan of sex with women," I replied. "Nothing is m...re deeply satisfying to me."I went over to her, and she stood up. We embraced, kissed, exploring each others mouths with bad intentions. When her thumbs and finger landed on my protruding nipples and pinched them, I moaned. I was sopping wet. In a matter of seconds we were naked, facing each other in a different way.We stood for a moment and then. As soon as she was clear, Cynthia screamed, but quick as a flash the man silenced her, slapping her so hard she was forced to her knees. “I told you!” he yelled, as Zoe rushed to comfort her sister.After a moment, the girls looked up at the intruder. He was a very large and muscular, covered in tattoos and a shaven head. He was dressed in bright orange fatigues- an escaped prisoner. He was standing over them in an intimidating manner, pointing at Cynthia. “I told you, try anything and you’re. Godddd!”As before, Margaret’s orgasm lasted a very long time and she said and did much, much more than space on this page allowed. She was still jerking her body and gasping for breath as he knelt on the bed right next to her trembling body. This time though, Vic hadn’t cum and he wasn’t expressing any real concern for her. Still, he asked.“Are you okay, Margaret?” he spoke the words that caused her eyes to open. She looked up at him while blinking. “Yes, Victor! I’m fine. It was just. ‘Really, I thought we were making such progress, and your attention and control were coming along so splendidly.’ She then stopped swaying and stood still, her pendulous breasts firming slightly in the cool morning air, the nipples full and pink and round. ‘I…know, sir, yes I readily do. I cannot fathom what has come over me to do this to you, when you have been so kind and provisional, why certainly I am a lowly ‘or to have displayed myself so forthrightly to your sir.’ It certainly was not.