. well o.k i said , what are you telling me ? she's my lover said zoe , i just wanted you to know before we took things any further , i simply said it...'s not a problem your private life is your own affair,do you want to talk about it i asked , can we have a drink asked zoe so yes we had a drink and she opened up a little, she wenton the say that her and julie were lovers, but for professional reasons it was easier to tell people they where mother & daughter purely on the grounds of their age. She came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her to punch me on the arm again, but this time she had a sexy grin on her face too. The sun and the physical exertion of surfing, and the fantasy that kept playing over and over in my head: Sara having her bathing suit ripped off while ducking a wave so I could get a glimpse of her butthole, was making me horny. Now that she was in my room taking a shower, I was imagining what her butthole looked like and if she ever played with it. I. Watching a guy with a hockey mask forcing himself on you was the ultimate creepy. We struggled and squealed for him to let us go. He held us tight an felt us up. He lifted his mask some and licked our tits and pussy’s. He made these creepy noises I can’t describe. We both got out of breath and super aroused as we lay victim to him. Then he began to un-zip his overalls. He forced our legs apart and was going fucking us. The more we struggled, the more he held us tight. He then would turn out the. Still unaware of our surroundings, Sienna and I deplaned. The airport didn’t look like much, which made sense. If they were trying to keep me off the radar, flying into an empty local airport somewhere, would keep there from being many people around who might notice and talk about it. We were whisked into another black Suburban. The vehicle and a follow care were gone from the airport almost before anyone watching would have registered that we were ever there.My wheelchair had been haphazardly.