If you let us go unharmed, we can just leave and never say anything. You won't have to be afraid that the police will be after you."The k**napper neve... said anything but to give directions. We got to a house, shoddy and in need of repair. He told me to turn off the motor and give him the keys. He then opened his door, got out and opened the passenger door and pulled Joan out, again with his arm around her neck and pointing the gun to her head. He ordered me to get out and come around the car to. That night as soon as we got in bed I buried my hard dick in her in a single stroke. She wrapped her legs around my back and in a Simi drunken voice said fuck me John. That did it I beat her pussy for all I was worth. All the time I'm telling her I want her to get John to fuck her. She only response was gasping and thrusting her pelvis up to meet my thrust. After I had cum I fell off her and passed out. That next morning neither of us spoke of last night. It was not untill the next weekend as. Still, sometimes I think they're looking at me in a slightly sexual light, and I find it gratifying, however obvious it is that it's just a self-agrandizing fantasy.Gay though they may be (well, are), I do have ideas. Some are actual fantasies, some are just thoughts, while others are concepts to explore later. I want them to want me watching them, even if they don't touch me. Even if they don't acknowledge me, for that matter – though I certainly wouldn't object if they did.Their cocks are. "And if you don't mind, would you keep her company, I'll be back in a few minutes." It would be my pleasure," I told her."Nancy, if there's anything you need, just tell Pricilla," she said as she turned to leave the room."It's been a while since I've been to Seven Oaks. The last time I was here, Greg was still alive," Nancy said after Catherine left."I can't remember the last time I was here," I said truthfully.Nancy didn't respond. I could see she was deep in thought. Scanning her, I found she.