. "Shouldn't I be afraid?" she thought to herself, feeling unknown masculine hands pressing up against her bare hard stomach, slowly slipping down her hips and towards her thighs. "Shouldn't I do something, say something, cry out or fight back?" she thought, only to feel her body reacting by giving in to each soft, caressing touch as her unknown man of the night pushed her legs further apart.

"Ugh," Yuna panted; the stranger responding, with a slight sigh as she cracked open her eyes, trying her best to figure out who it was that was forcing such an erotic heat through her. "Firm bare back, chiseled chest and biceps," she gazed, recording the images to thought, "and that scent... that sexy, intoxicating scent of man," Yuna gasped breathing in deeply, allowing the aroma of her unknown pervert to fill her up inside.

"Hell yeah," Yuna thought to herself, grunting to the warmth of his touch, his scent rushing through her; between her thighs as she grew wet for his touch, aroused by each growing second. "I need... I need to make sure... I need to see his face," she hissed, her breath erratic as he rushed two of his fingers deeply into her hot wetness, invading her virgin insides with his virile touch. "Fu... Fuck," She squirmed, the feeling of his fingers inside her felt so incredible, so unreal that he was quickly driving her mad with rage, desire.

"Can... can it really be him?" she asked, opening both her eyes, gazing down at the beast, the creature, that was driving her insane, devouring her insides, ravishing her body like an oversexed fanatic. "Can... Can it be?" She thought again, thirsty for breath as she felt him widening his fingers across her insides, this time thrashing his thumb up against her clitoris, before pushing her thighs apart even more, spreading her hot, moist opening even further.