She instantly understood and carefully climbed onto me. I looked down to catch a glimpse, between her golden breasts, of my glistening cock arching to...ards me. It was then snugly returned to the moist haven from which it had been removed and I immediately felt it harden appreciatively. As she began to rock back and forth, Tamsin’s hair fell down around her face, obscuring everything but her dreamy eyes. If ever there was a scene to inspire pure lust in me, this was it. Becoming accustomed. Every night at 10:30 the pool gate was locked, about 15 or 20 minutes later I’d hop the fence and swim about 50 laps then jog home. It was on one of these nights I decided to take a short cut and cut through from one block to the next. As I walked through a 5 or 6 foot wide opening between a mechanic shop and a small little slightly elevated home good fortune smiled upon me. The bottom sill of a 5 foot wide window was right at eye level and there inside the room was a bed the top of which was. "Whew! You almost shot off, didn't you?" Byron asked as he chuckled softly."Oh, God!" was all Julie could say.Byron continued to look down at her, stroking her glistening gash with one hand while he trailed his fingertips across the twitching, erect nipple of her right tit."Ever been fucked at both ends, Mom?" Byron finally asked as he moved the dildo closer to Julie's upturned ass.So now it came out! That was what he was planning to do with that twelve-incher! Julie wasn't surprised. She knew. Hanging over it, suspended from a tree limb, was a rope. Fashioned at the end of the rope was a hangman’s noose. His intent was clear.“DON’T!” she screamed as he began dragging her towards the rope and ladder. She tried to hold back, tried to dig in her heels, but it was useless. “Oh God, PLEASE don’t kill me! PLEASE! I have a little girl! A daughter! She NEEDS me!”“Come on, Heather. This is what you want. Don’t you remember when you were hung before?”“That was a STORY! It wasn’t REAL! That.