As she looked back at the two men, she noticed the upper floors of the old building appeared to be empty and deserted. Boxes were piled up behind the ...irty windows, which had neither curtains nor blinds. She wondered how long they’d been sitting there, abandoned and unused. What was behind those dark, old windows, and did anyone ever go up there? She imagined endless lonely nights passing year after year with no one ever entering those old high-ceiling rooms upstairs, as dust drifted through. Cameron went back into her draw full of goodies while still managing to keep her cock inside me reached around and pulled out a silicone cork replacement for a wine bottle and removed her cock from my pussy and replaced it with that cork then grabbed another one and plugged it into my ass telling me I can now keep the cum in both holes for as long as I want…A FEW DAYS LATERIts been almost a week since I fucked Cameron and those same corks are still inside me keeping all that cum inside me im. The room was illuminated by the candles.It was 7 pm and I knew you would be here any minute. So I laid on the bed, on my side, propped up on my elbow and had my legs crossed at the ankles, waiting for your knock. I heard your knock and I hurried up and put a long stem rose in my mouth.You entered after your one knock and when you opened the door, you took one look at me and smiled. The smile I loved so much. I got up off the bed and walked over to you and kissed you gently on the lips and I. It was an older van, the kind with no windows on the sides or back. Growing up, her parents had warned her that those were the kinds of vans k**nappers drove. Once inside, no one could see what you were doing.She clenched u*********sly.“Go to the side of the van and get in,” Wesley said.On either side of the van were guys cooking on grills, but there was no one attending to the van. Amaya had to force herself to walk and not run. She had an overwhelming feeling that Wesley was inside waiting.