Placing the parcel down I was about to turn when I heard my front door slam. Before I could do anything else his hand had covered my mouth. He whisper...d in my ear.“Okay you’ve shown me your tits Mrs, when I remove my hand you better not scream or else. Nod if you understand!”I nodded, and felt his body tight against me I could feel his cock hard in his trousers. I was scared yet excited. He had slid his arm about my waist.“Anyone else in the house?” the excitement in his voice was over. I squeezed it a little trying to make slow rhythmic movements not to wake her. At this point I must have had precum spilling out of my penis. I wasn’t about to move my hand and check though. Once I had gone as far as I was daring to go I stopped and fell asleep with my hand on her tit. When the alarm went off my hand was still on her breast. “Well I see I’m not the only one that got some skin last night,” Sarah said. “Oh sorry sis, my hand must have slipped” I said as I removed my hand. . However, Mitch was always fun to be with, always doing something outrageous and exciting.For its size, the statue was remarkably light, requiring little effort on the young men's part to carry it into Mitch's hideaway. Living in the daylight basement of his parents house, Mitch could come and go as he pleased, often not seeing his parents for days at a time. Since they all pursued their own interests, Mitch was pretty much on his own."She's a pretty one, Mitch," Bobby Crawford enthused. "Who's. Last year was the best by far. He gave me a destination to arrive at and when I did I noticed I was in the middle of the woods. I sat there waiting for him, but when he didn’t show, I decided to leave. Only problem was I couldn’t start my car. As it got dark, I started to get scared, hearing strange noises. Finally someone appeared out of no where and chased me down, pinning me to a tree and fucking me. It was my husband, but imagining him raping me made me cum so hard. You will have to see.