You are sitting in one of them, and in the one across from you sits a man with blonde hair, dark blue eyes, and wearing an impeccable white suit. He g...ves you a smile that you can't help but find charming and says, "Hello Dylan Birch. Today is your lucky day." Who are you?" you ask, "How do you know my name? And where am I?" To answer your questions," the man replies, "I go by many names, but you can call me Mr. Light. I have been watching you for a long time. And technically, you are still. "Listen here you old bitch, no one and Imean no one interferes with my business. You have 30 seconds to disappearor I will kill you too."The old lady didn't flinch or lose her icy glare at Victor. Victor pulledthe trigger only to discover that somehow it was unloaded."Patrick, please leave now," the old lady sternly told him. As Patrickgot up to leave Victor attempted to lunge at him when he fell to theground in severe pain. Patrick ran out of those woods leaving the oldlady and Victor. I watched everything, they fucked me for hours. Infact they didnt stop fucking me, it was the camera that died, so i couldnt figure out how long they fucked me. But the recording made me horny, i fapped watching myself get fucked. I wanted more but then the thought of the pain came back, i didnt wanted to feel it again. I was getting mixed feelings. I thought i should take a rest today, so i didnt spend time with them, told them i was feeling sick and they were okay with it. At night i slept. The moans from her lips were getting more frequent and louder, a sign that she was getting really turned by all this attention. Just that quick, she pulled away from him, stood up in front of him and undid her skirt. The skirt fell to the floor and she just stood there in front of him with nothing on but her panties and pantyhose. I watched as he moved from the chair to his knees in front of her. His hands inserted inside the top of her pantyhose and panties on both sides of her hips. He slowly.