She could feel herself slowly open up for him. “Ohhhhhhhh…” she sighed, still watching him. He closed his eyes as he felt his organ become engul...ed in heat. In no time, she held him completely inside her. He felt so good, touching the back of her pussy like that. Keenum reached up with both hands, grabbing onto her wonderful breasts. He kneaded them, raising up to kiss her cleavage. Ashley continued to hold his dick inside her as she watched his mouth engulf her hard nipple. As he kissed at her. Was she actually gone? Out of my life? I tried to get the thought out of my head but couldn't. I was to scared to even cry. A few minutes later the door opened and Doug and Jason walked out. Doug had blood on his shirt. He turned and saw me."She's all yours Brad", he said with the most evil smile I have ever seen on a human being. And with that, he and Jason left down the hall.*****I was motionless. I sat there. To scared to move. I couldn't decide if I should go into the room or not. What if I. Over the next few hours, we exchanged messages intensively, agreeing to meet the following evening.That next evening, I nervously fidgeted as I rang his doorbell. After a few moments, a kind-faced, handsome old gentleman opened the door. He greeted me warmly, and asked me to come inside.I stepped into the hallway, and we shook hands. The man was well-educated, and the conversation that followed was very pleasant. As we sat on the couch, drinking a glass of sherry, our discussion reached a. We're a bit shaken up ... but we're all fine. I'll tell you about it when I see you on campus. I don't wanna talk about it over the phone. I'm fine. Really..."Mike hung up, a bit bewildered. Obviously Ruthie was traumatized and not "fine". However he knew that it would be better to wait and talk to her in person ... as she had requested.That night, Mike finally got around to reading Ruthie's favorite book, "Pedro Paramo". It was one of the most depressing narratives he had ever read, but from.