Daddy Bear was too aroused to resist any longer, and pushed forwards, feeling his enormous cock brush through the soft pubic hair and touch the damp t...at, then slowly the lips parted, and he felt the heat of the inside of her vagina against the tip. Harder he pushed, the opening straining to let in more than two and a half inches of manhood, Goldilocks beneath him gasping as she took a break from oral sex. A short sharp thrust and he was in, Goldilocks crying out in shock, panting as she felt. The thought entered Nick's head, and he didn't believe it at first. She was staring right into his face, yet she didn't even show a hint of recognition."My fiancé will pay any ransom. If you hurt me he will track you down and kill you." Little did she know, she had said the one thing that would anger him most. Nick didn't want to hear about her fiancé, who from the sound of it, she obviously cared for, if not loved. And he certainly didn't want to hear of the other man's devotion to her, he. The same toys, the same dildos; and, when I glanced over to the till, the same shop assistant. And he was smiling over at me. “Hello again," he said. I gulped, my throat dry, “Hello.” “Can I help?” I bit my lower lip. I could still go, still run from the shop—although the way my knees were feeling, I might just fall in a heap. “Are you still interested in that… item you were looking at yesterday?” “I think so… yes.” He grinned, such a lecherous grin. “Cool. Want to discuss… payment options?”. "That's not true," Rollie said with pretend indication. "I listen to other types of music." Like what, pray tell." I like almost anything by Santana; his guitar solos are some of the best ever done. There's Layla by Eric Clapton, and I like Nickelback." Anyway," she continued with a grin, "The band members all have this big hair and are considered rebels. There's been a resurgence of that type of music and persona in the last couple of years." Couldn't prove it by me." Rollie pointed through.