I think this guys going to rape me. He kicked my legs apart and entered my dripping wet pussy. He just held it there leaving me scared and confused. W...hat was he waiting for? Then I realized as warm liquid began trickling down my leg he had just pissed in my pussy. Tears began running down my face, a combination of shame, fear and the events of the past week. I had not planned on this, the guy in the next cubicle was still there laughing to himself. He withdrew his cock from my pussy Hmmm. She went downstairs and got breakfast ready. I rinsed the bath out, had a shower, put my dressing gown on and went down to the kitchen. There was a nice smell of fresh coffee and toast. I sat down with her and we had breakfast although we hardly spoke. As soon as we had finished she said, 'Come into the lounge with me.' I followed her in and the sat on the sofa, next to her were several items of clothing. She pointed to the armchair for me to sit down. 'There are several things I need to speak. "No sir, I would like to spend some time with Monica." Jennifer asked.After breakfast they all retired to get cleaned up, and Jennifer dressed in her new shorts and loose fitting cotton shirt. They were comfortable and almost felt like a Nun's habit after a weekend of skimpy outfits."Go on with Monica, I'll take care of your luggage, and Jen, remember that I love you." Bill said."Of course, I love you too Bill." Jennifer said.Jennifer went to the lobby and then the office counter. She saw. Sure enough amidst the sounds of a wet vagina, even more was about to flood in. I felt a grand shudder go through my body as my love juice spurted into its chosen destination. “Oh, my goodness, hold me tight now!” she blurted out. My body seemed to melt around hers as the final twitches of my penis sent forth the last remains of jizz. As I lay down beside her, my eyes beheld her luscious thighs, soft belly, even softer breasts which by the way were fading from hard bright pink to softer.