There he stood, in the door way watching me moaning and finger myself. He never spoke a word and got undressed and began jacking off to my moans for h...m. He soon could not take it any longer and knew he had to claim me. He quietly slid the glass door to the side getting behind me. I never saw nor heard him due to my own thoughts and voice. Slowly his hands inched around my body. His hands covered my mouth and eyes having a tight grasp on my body. I screamed freaking out but soon felt his cock. He thought it strange that she didn’t reach for the door handle but instead she put her back against the wall behind the door, turned to face him and laughed out loud.He caught up with her and grabbed the open cuff swinging from her wrist.She stood still and didn’t fight him as he fumbled with the now bent key in the lock.When he eventually removed it he put it in his pocket and cuffed her free wrist again, this time with her hands in front of her.“Don’t try that again!” he told her.“If I. I nodded shyly. He smiled, "excellent." He paused for a second, eyeing me up and down."take your panties off" he insisted, "Uncle Mike wants to see that sweet pussy"I grinned and gladly slipped my panties over my knees and onto the floorboard. "I'm getting kind of wet already" I commented."Good. Face this way," He pulled on my left knee, indicating for me to put it on the seat of the car so he could get a good look. "Rub that pussy, baby" he said hotly. I did as I was told and ran two fingers. ‘He’s in a coma in the Trauma Center, in critical condition,’ Martin said. ‘They got him out of the truck and to the hospital just in time.’ ‘Is…is he going to be all right?’ Ann asked, as tears ran down her cheeks. ‘I don’t know,’ Martin said. ‘When I left the hospital this morning, the doctor told me they’d know for sure in twenty-four hours.’ ‘Martin, can…can you take me back to…to Jamestown so…so I-I can…can see him?’ Ann sobbed. ‘Sure,’ Martin replied, experiencing disappointment. Maybe he.