‘I cant believe this bitch, man’. The cock in my pussy seems to be growing harder yet as the man behind me grabs my tied arms and pulls my torso u...p from the table. His strong hands then grab my breasts and he starts squeezing them mercilessly, cruelly. My mouth is free now and I am free to scream. All I want. ‘You gonnna just stand there and take the bitch’s vomit like that man?’The question goes to the one who raped my moth until just a second ago. And, of course, he is not going to. So,. The door opened and there stood Mary, who broke into a smile when she saw me. She was dressed in a loose fitting top and form fitting leggings which showed off a very shapely pair of legs. In her forties to be sure, but the kind of woman who will attract glances no matter her age. A sort of timeless beauty, though she probably didn't think of herself as beautiful."John! How good of you to come," she said in a 'jolly hockey sticks' gym mistress kind of enthusiasm as she led me into a small. ”“You’d tell?”“No. I would never do that, but you don’t know that for sure.”“Good point. Thanks.”He walked away, and I sighed. In trying to make sure Pam wasn’t uncomfortable with me being in the room, I had made her uncomfortable. I was trying to avoid saying anything at all that might make her uneasy, and was just more or less minding my own business. I decided to talk to her after dinner.My old self would have tried to seek her approval and given her control of the situation and done. Coming or am I going alone? Im coming. You dont even know where anything is. He got up and laughed guiding me to the bathroom and I walked in and was somewhat disgusted. In the light I was now noticing how much of a college guys apartment it looked like. The toilet was somehow already disgusting not to mention the shower had bottles of empty Axe and any of his things. The floor seemed somewhat soggy to me not seeing a bath mat. It was littered with used raggy towels that the dorm would give.