Thori der baad uski awaz ayi but maine respond nhi kiya usne ek do baar aur bulaya but maine jaan ke kuch nhi bola fir thodi der baad wo darwaza khol ...e bahar aayi aur poocha tum jawab kyun nhi de rhe the main cooler ke paas baitha tha to maine bahana maar diya ki suna nhi. Wo peticoat aur blouse mein bahar ayi thi aur apne bobe ke upa towel rakh rakhi thi apna cleavage chupane ke liye. Wo dusre kamre mein jaakr apni saree uthane ke liye jab jhuki meri nazar seedhe uski gaand pe gyi baap re. Now neither option seemed available; the blockade would be going nowhere until crews arrived the following morning to dispose of it. The Walton Interstate was infrequently used, and there were other routes they could take—but those would require extensive backtracking just to get to. Frankly it would be easier just to return to Jamie’s, but at this point, even that seemed dangerous.Jamie retreated to her car and leaned against the hood, rubbing her eyes with the heels of her hands. ?Ohhh, my. Yes…awwwwwww……give it to me….. fuck my ass……..”Joe was having a dream come true by fucking her ass, all the years of wanting to he was now having it. He was slamming into her ass and the smacking sounds filled the room when his balls hit her as cheeks. He grabbed her hips and was pounding her as she yelled for more.Another man sat in front of her, grabbed her head and pulled her mouth to his cock. Her eyes opened to look at him as her mouth closed over his cock. Her muffled moans and groans was. Entering and exiting through the high, grimy windows was nothing to her.Most disturbing was the large, claw-foot (whatever material) bathtub they'd installed, hooked up to a drain in the floor, water stolen from city pipes. Bottles of bleach, both empty and full, were nearby.They'd killed, and did so often enough to have their own forensic countermeasures.That spoke to the intelligence of someone in a leadership position.Maybe that meant her hunt wouldn't be quite as boring as she'd expected.So.