She was dreaming that she got kidnapped and raped, and was never to see her family again. She screamed and awoke with a start. She wanted to wipe her ...yes but she couldn't. She was strapped to a bed in a room she only began to recognise. Then it hit her: it was no nightmare, it was reality. She looked up and saw the tall guy staring at her with a crazed look in his eye. She wanted to scream, but her mouth was covered in duct tape. She thought of Constance and Alicia, and how she had promised. My husband, Colin, built the house twenty years ago to take full advantage of the view. It’s even more spectacular at night with the city lights surrounded by the darkness of the desert. Get us a couple of beers from the fridge while I get changed into something more comfortable.”I couldn’t help staring at her magnificent ass as she slowly walked out of the room and down a hallway which I assumed led to her bedroom.‘I don’t care if she’s crazy or not, I’ve got to get to know her a lot better.’I. Flicking down the mask, the welding gun sparked into life. He laid down a seam and the barn filled with acid blue and yellow arc light.Standing at the doorway and blissfully unaware of her presence, Eva watched him work. He looked so rugged and masculine. In a dirty t-shirt and shorts, his arms were smeared with oily marks. Brawny muscles at work shone with the sheen of his toil.Crouched over the workbench, the tightness in the seat of his shorts aggravated the torment inside her. She longed to. She stiffened and relaxed several times as wave after wave of orgasm took hold of her and her vaginal muscles contracted and relaxed around my inserted finger.The octet had finished their performance and the audience started to applaud. There would be a fifteen-minute intermission while they set up for the orchestral finale."I didn't come here to do this with you," she said while everyone else had gotten up and the noise level increased with conversation. "It's just that when I felt your hands.