I walk up behind the sofa tranquilizer ready, I lean over her from behind and push the needle into her neck, she doesn't even have a chance to wake up... I tie her up and drag her out of the house and to my car waiting outside, I throw her in the boot and lock it, now everything else can happen.I drive for about an hour to get to the location, an abandoned mansion in the middle of a forest. The perfect stage for tonight’s performance. The house has been around since the Victorian times and has. “Let’s mop up and get going.”“We can’t go home like this,” she replied. “My pussy is swollen and still tingling, I’m leaking your cum and I smell like you. And Gail will be able to smell me on you.”“OK,” I said. “Let’s go get a drink or two and we can say that I needed to discuss with you future plans for some new clinic we might build.”Apparently it worked because neither spouse said anything about the lateness of our arrival hom that evening. [We found out later that we were merely fooling. “My god, such a dirty mind, you are such a bad girl!” he said as he continued to slowly fuck me. “You have no idea how much that turns me on.” He started to thrust harder and deeper into me and I could tell he was about to cum. The sound of him moaning made me cum hard and I could feel my contractions pulling his meat further into me and he went off like a fire plug inside me. We both tried so hard to keep quiet and he managed to bite me pretty hard in the process, right where my neck meets my. Annika und Holger waren so sehr miteinander beschäftigt, dass sie erst sehr spät bemerkten, dass sich ihnen drei Männer genähert hatten. Schon standen die drei unmittelbar vor der Decke, auf der Annika und Holger es sich gemütlich gemacht hatten. Es waren grobschlächtige Kerle in groben Hemden, verwaschenen Jeans und staubigen Arbeitsschuhen, vermutlich Feldarbeiter, die das Touristenpärchen wortlos anstarrten. Das heißt, ihr Interesse schien sich auf Annika zu beschränken, während sie Holger.