“Are you sure this is right?” Jill asked as we pulled into a fairly dark parking lot. There was a large, dark brick building with a single door on...it. The door had a dim light bulb next to it but no markings. I looked at the address on my phone and compared it to my GPS.“Yea, this is where I was told to go.” I replied, also confused.“Are you sure you’re not setting me up for a gang rape?” Jill asked her voice half excited and half scared.“Nope, this was all legit. I checked it out a couple of. Do you mind if I use your phone to call a tow truck?" You poor thing! The phone's over here and I'll keep you company 'till they show up."Lily dialed the number to her home phone and requested a two from the voice on her answering machine. Juliet was still in her work cloths; a pair of tight dress pants that showed off her lines to mouth watering effect and a soft, pastel colored sweater. Her loosely permed hair cascaded past her shoulders, her deep blue eyes twinkled with sympathy.Juliet. She started screaming in pain, pleeeeeaassee rinkuuuuuu, uffff, pleaseee dont do thisss.Now she was just moaning lightly and pulled my head very closer to her navel and moaned- rinkuuuuuu. I got up & started squeezing her boobs with my hands & pressed my hand hardly on her cunt. She left out a cry— ohhhh rinkuuuu, ohhhhhh, plz, i cant do this & her eyes were closed in pleasure. I told her that, come on seema – i know u dont want to cheat ur hubby, but ur so beautiful that i cant resist any. I would get a doc to check it though, sir.” I replied.As I stood to leave Julie grabbed my hand and kissed it. “Thank you my knight in band-aid.” laughing. We all laughed. I left them alone and thought that was the end of the matter.That afternoon before mum came home I went into my bedroom and wanked off to the memory of Julie’s naked body. The first fully naked real female person I seen. I had plenty of naked females on my computer. I sniffed my fingers and seem to recall the scent of Julie..
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