I decided to go out and talk to her.“Hey”, I said“Oh...hey...your the guy that lives across the road...”She gave me a look that I couldnt quit... figure out, was it thankfulness, or lust?She answered my question, “Err...you wanna come inside?” One thing I noitced about her was that she was had a slightly mixed accent, it was very sublte, maybe American or slightly Canadian. Which is one of the reasons why we connected, becasue I also had an accent (from living in California and Canada for 10. I tried to pull you away but something shoved me out of the room and I couldn't get back in. I started getting sick."Don had listened quietly to us. He'd not seen the things we had, but he'd felt the room grow icy cold and thought he'd felt someone in there too.They continued to talk about it as Mike pulled back out onto the road. I leaned my head over against the cool glass of the window and hugged myself tightly.They had only experienced horror there, but I had felt something different;. My alarm went off at 9:30 a.m. and I checked my email. There really wasn’t much for me to do work wise so I decided to hit the hotel gym. I grabbed some cute little black lace panties (a thong of course) and slid them on. I followed with some tight black yoga pants with cutouts down each leg and a cute tight white tank top and a light baby blue hoody. I laced up my adorable pink Nikes and shuffled out the door. I had figured since I was in a business traveler’s hotel the gym would be empty for. He yanked down his underwear, exposing his eight-inch cock to the frightened actress. He placed the gun on the bedside table and crawled on the bed towards her. “Open your mouth Blake.” He said calmly as she opened up. He placed the head of his cock on the tip of her tongue and slowly moved it back and forth. A look of disgust came to her face as the taste of his cock filled her mouth. He began to slowly insert more of himself into her until he hit the opening to her throat. She gagged when she.