She was woken by the hand cupping her right breast, as it gently rolled her nipple between its thumb and forefinger, realising she was awake the hand cupped her breast fully, not hard but firm enough to make the already hard nipple stand prouder, gradually the hand began to wander down her body, over her stomach, down, down, further until the fingers traced the beginnings of her pubic hair,
Thoughts raced through Maxine's mind, trying desperately to recall what had taken place the night before, who was the person pressed hard against her back, whose fingers were now beginning to trace the outline of her pussy lips, her mind was a total blank, she never usually got to the stage where she couldn't remember, had she been drugged and abducted, nothing would come through the fog in her brain. The fingers were exploring her pussy, stroking gently over her clitoris, causing her body to respond to the strangers touch, she pulled her knees up to try and repel the intrusion, only to find by doing this, she had increased the pressure of the fingers on her mound, pushing them further into her now damp hole.
Maxine was about to turn onto her back and face the owner of the hand, but was prevented from doing so by the closeness of the strangers body and the strength of the arm across her, the arm whose hand was firmly cupping her pussy and whose fingers were now exploring the inside of her very aroused cunt.