Bilder, Silber, Schmuck, Computer und HiFi-Geräte. Bettina und Hermann waren ganz in der Nähe des Tatorts, als der Funkspruch gekommen war, also hof...ten Sie, vielleicht diesmal Glück zu haben und endlich ein paar dieser Kriminellen schnappen zu können. Bettina parkte den Streifenwagen um die Ecke um keine Aufmerksamkeit zu erregen. Aber die Jungs hatten den Polizeifunk abgehört und waren darauf vorbereitet, dass sie gleich Besuch bekommen würden. Sie beobachteten grinsend, wie sich Bettina und. She shuddered as he dug his fist brutally into the back of her neck, applying a cruel vise-like pressure to the sides of her head with his legs."Dumb little bitch," he said, reaching down under her torso and grabbing one of Ellen's nakedly hanging breasts, squeezing it until she groaned loudly. He moved to the other breast, giving it an even more vicious squeeze, and she whimpered in helpless anguish. He laughed and she realized that the little man was obviously a sadist and glad of her. “No!” i responded, but the feeling in my pants told me I was lying. “You don’t want this?” Felipe had now rolled to his back and with his legs pressed up to his chest, gently stroked his hole with his finger tip. “Fuck Felipe” was all I could say. He pushed his hard cock and balls out between his clinched legs and ran that same finger tip up and over his balls and up and down his hard, thick shaft. He watched my expression and smiled. He knew he was good looking and sexy and somehow, knew I. That would change over the next few days.“If they ask about me, tell them I needed some time to myself,” she said.“Easy enough,” I responded before scooting on.I was on a cloud like no other and had no recollection of making my way back to the living room. Everyone was there now. Jason and Chelsea. Sam, Jon, and Brian. And the kids were settled around the dining table making a mess with the food. Dillon, Damian, and Jon and Chelsea’s brood of three.“Where the hell were you?”It was Chelsea.