The strong young man was pumping vigorously into her from behind and it moved her whole body. It was great! Each stroke of that hard shaft thrilling h...er vagina and making her nipples rub against the inside of her dress, no bra to restrain them from swaying with the rhythmic thrusts.The workman had entered easily when she pulled up her skirt and bent over in invitation. She been filled with male lubrication about ten minutes earlier in a young man’s apartment directly across from the one she. And then, by whatever programming they had given it, it started sliding inside of me, a warm, moist, crawling sensation better than anything I'd yet imagined. And then its thicker parts started working their way in, and I began making little moans and whimpers of joy as it stretched my cunt on its way in. I played with my nipples as it slid the rest of the way in.It was truly glorious. I could feel it inside of me, this thing that should not be there, invading my body. And I loved it. I watched. I was thinking it's quiet now, nobody phoning or calling at the door or anything stupid like that. And I'm, um, 'ready'. Have a drink afterwards perhaps, this time? I don't mind. It's up to you."That was spontaneous. I'd surprised myself, departing from the script. Something told me she wasn't going to be so rigid about it this time. Anyhow, she could only refuse the strategy, but it seemed pretty sure that she was still set on the deed itself."I don't see why not," she said, a little. She takes me in the room and tells me she needs me to disrobe so that she can strip search me. I ask, “why?” She says, “It’s a common procedure with women traveling alone from the islands to ensure that they're not smuggling drugs in as a mule.” I obey and take off my skirt and top. I am braless and all that remains are my black lace panties and my black 3 inch wedges. She instructs me to take off my panties as well. She approaches me and lifts up my breasts and examines them. I begin to.