I dipped my finger just inside her pussy as I made strong eye contact with her, she sucked in her breath and I felt her body quiver. “Carefully push... your finger inside of me Larry,” Cara said in a hoarse whisper, “but don’t break my hymen with it, I want you to do that with your cock.”I pressed my middle finger into her and felt her opening contract around my invasion, I marveled at the complexity of her pussy. “There was so much going on down here,” I thought as I felt her relax and open. Her hair, while straight and brown, was glossy with health and framed her oval face perfectly. She wore a jacket, but it was open and the blouse underneath had several buttons undone, revealing creamy skin and a modest cleavage.“You’re gorgeous,” he sighed.“But you’re not interested,” she said, flatly.“Not in sex with no connection.”She nodded, smiling sadly, and they went on to talk about the things that interested them finding a remarkable commonality. At length – she’d spent over an hour. Molly decided this would be an appropriate time to leave so we walked her home and said goodbye. On the way back me and Rob started talking about Molly's pussy. It was the first real one I'd seen so as you can probably imagine I was a little excited. I was still shocked at how beautiful it was, I wish she had stayed as it could have gotten a little bit futher I think. Anyway me and Rob still had the rest of the night so we played videogames and bounced on his trampoline untill it was time. She couldn’t figure out how she got there. She found out later that she had been put to sleep by d**gs. It was very apparent that this was a small aircraft with the amount of noise and bouncing around. She could hear her master and a stranger talking. It was just a casual conversation indicating nothing about their location or destination. In this short time as a slave Cindi had learned to expect anything. She was never told or consulted as to where she was or what her master intended to do.