Friday evening I was sitting in a train heading for Aalborg.I was so horny and had to leave my seat and go to the toilet with my dildo in my purse to ...get my soaking pussy satisfied.My body was trembling with nervous excitement, what was it I was doing. What if he was a real rapist or a violent criminal?At Aalborg station Bent received me with open arms, he drove to a very remote weekend cottage, he told me that he had lend it from a friend. I looked around and saw that the next house was about. So her bums were a bit bigger and wider than the normal look but of course very sexy looking. I secretly fantasize about her body and masturbate whenever i saw her.she had a pair of pouting lips too, looked very fresh and juicy. Thus altogether she looked gorgeous, sexy, exciting, inviting young woman. But as I was her supplier of novels from library, I had became a regular visitor to her home, without taking permission also, And one day when I entered into her home, I saw nobody were in the. Women and men look at her when she walks in the room. Sensing something wrong I turn my head and look to my dressing room. In the reflection of the mirror I see Ivana bound to large wooden cross I use to hang my clothes for the next day on. Ivana is looking at me and gestures that I come rescue her. My brain in my balls has other ideas. I mount her and slowly thrust in, quietly fill her with my warm seed. Her protests muffled by the ball gag. "Mrs Handcock you will be pleased to know that. He followed the teenager out the door, turning right and heading into the cockpit.“I wish I still had that youthful energy,” he thought to himself as he eased into the Pilot’s seat.John checked the ship’s performance readouts and the long range scanner for any activity. He then moved on to track the progress the ship was making on the route home. He was so engrossed in the system charts that he didn’t noticed when Alyssa returned, and placed an assortment of food carefully on the console. She.