I looked back and there was another guy. That guy went to the washing area and closed the other door, which I failed to notice. I didn’t notice that... there was two doors.So, I was sat with my legs up and spread, panty moved aside in front of them. I tried to close my leg. He stopped me from doing that. He ran his hand through my thighs, up towards my vagina. He touched my vagina and spread it.He brought his other hand towards my vagina and touched the spread area and the flicked my clit. The. It was printing, while I heated a TV dinner in the oven. I knew that one day those things would change. They hadn't changed much since their invention in the fifties. As a matter of fact, the one in the oven might have been around that long.While I waited, I sipped on a glass of iced tea. Yes, I drank iced tea even in the winter. Also it was always summer in my apartment. The heat was controlled by a little old lady on the first floor. She kept her apartment warm as toast. The upstairs. Then she is surprised to feel a cool gel being gently massaged into her burning flesh. The cock in her mouth begins to thrust in and out of her lips."Suck!" Ilias demands, slapping her across the head.Michele obligingly suckles the member in her mouth. The man behind her squeezes more of the cool lotion on her backside and suddenly Michele realises what it is the man is massaging into her tight puckered anal bud. It's lubricant.Before she can protest Michele feels her sphincter penetrated by a. " I can't," I still whispered. "Someone stole it!" "Stole your dress?"She raised an eyebrow."Stole all my clothes! She didn't leave me a thing!" Stole everything?" Everything from purse to panties. She cleaned me out. I don't have athing but the clothes I'm standing in and these aren't even mine!" Purse too? That is serious!"Her concern with my purse when I was standing there half-naked, breastsand bottom jiggling, irritated me. "Nice of you to show such concern about my purse." I snapped. "Now.