I was so hard, yet I was the only one still fully clothed. Becky leaned down and started once again sucking the guy on the left, as I stripped myself ...down, from the slurping, I could tell she was really getting his cock wet. By the time I got myself completely stripped down, the guy on the left, was thrusting his cock hard into her mouth and throat, pulling her back up and pushing her down by her hair, which he held firmly in a pony tail. She slurped and gagged periodically, I got down behind. It’s frightening, humiliating and utterly demoralising, as well as extremely painful. Show me a woman who say’s she enjoyed being raped and I’ll show you a liar. I was a virgin then, and it was years before I let a man get near me again. This is the story of how I eventually managed it. I didn’t tell anyone about my rape. I just walked home, crying all the way and being ignored by the people that passed me, then I got in the shower and scrubbed myself raw. I wanted to clean every bit of the. I'm not exactly a prude, nor have I lived a sheltered life by any means, but I've never had anyone say the things he'd said, let alone a black stranger saying them. Why I'd kept dancing with him, instead of leaving him standing on the dance floor, I'll never know. Maybe it was because he'd caught me completely off guard with the questions he asked. Those are what started my juices flowing and that was the reason I'd kept on dancing with him. No one had ever made me feel that way just talking to. What was she going to do! She needed a computer... then she remember that her son had a computer up in his room."John," she said sweetly. " Do you think I could use your computer till you get this one working?" No"Janice wasn't expecting that answer and just looked skocked."I'm sorry mom but I need my computer for my homework. You know that." But you don't understand... I... I... HAVE to send... " Janice walked over to her son and tried to get him to agree with her request. She knew she could.