“Missing? How could they be missing?” Stevens demanded.“Something could have gone wrong last night,” Hawthorn grudging admitted.“Could have?...You don’t know for sure, and you came in here this morning to draw the second payment?” Stevens demanded in a shocked voice.“No, I don’t know, and those damned people at the Agency’s offices aren’t telling me anything. The Agency would be the ones blocking my bank account and credit card also,” Hawthorn admitted in an angry voice.“I need to disappear, and. And it was already costing us £250 a week to stay at the motel which doesn’t sound a lot, but it was already eating into our meagre savings.Then on the last day of the third week of our stay at the motel they came a knock on the door it was just after 9am in the morning.My mother opened the door and stood outside with his usual big happy grin on his face was Mr Fraser the motel manager.As he had been very kind to us my mother asked him in.Mr. Fraser now just stud inside the cabin and looked. She was moaning loudly in pain. But Rohan kept her close to his body and kissed her. Madhu started rubbing her legs over Rohan’s leg because of the pain. She mover her hand back trying to push Abhi.But Abhi caught her hand and pushed his dick inside. Abhi signaled Rohan and both started fucking Madhu. Abhi started pushing his dick in and out of Madhu. Madhu was feeling the pain. Abhi stopped and then Rohan started moving his dick in her pussy.They both took turns to fuck each hole one by one.. She noticed Jonathan had glanced up at the house from the back garden a couple of times. 'Was he wondering where she had got to?' she pondered. Perhaps he was half expecting her to show up soon. Clearly he didn’t want or expect to be caught by her, but unfortunately for him, he already had been. She smiled inwardly at her craftiness and continued to watch. Two minutes more passed. Now she could hear him moaning. There was a rhythmic panting. His eyes shut, were screwed tight. His arm and leg.