I'm twenty-two so there was a large age gap. My cock can't tell time, so I didn't care. I wanted to find out more about her before I would jump in the...sack with her. For all I know she might be a mental case. I noted her house number and street, I'd ask Margie if she knew her. I stopped at the meat market and picked up two nice T-bones. I'd grill them for Margie's and my dinner this evening. It was late afternoon by the time I was back at Margie's. I found the grill and charcoal in the garage.. "Why are you two here? Vikkor isn't here."Conway shook his head. "No, but Morehouse is."He moved passed me and found Morehouse's body. "What happened?" Someone killed him," I said simply."That much is obvious," he said. He stood up and looked at me. "Should we be taking you into custody?"My curiosity regarding their freedom from Master PC was too much. "You're not here for his murderer."Conway didn't flinch. "Our reasons for being here are not your concern."I dropped my hands. Some of the armed. I have never been raped. But, I like pretending that Im being raped, which is why I wanted the revealed crotch with the arm restraints. He tied me up and spread my legs to accomidate him. Then he opened his dress pants and boxers to reveal his beautiful, throbbing, 8 inch member. My favorite thing about it was (and still is) how veiny the shaft was and how large the head was in proportion to the rest of the penis. The head had a perfect mushroom shape and turned purple from the rush of blood. I. She lifted her hips so that I wasn't penetrating her anymore and quickly the hem of the nightie was round my legs.She let go of my arms but my protests were suddenly stifled byone of her breasts in my mouth. Both her hands were roaming overmy body, touching me feverishly through the satin. She slidforward again and suddenly I penetrated her, my erection stillsheathed in the soft satin skirt of the nightgown she had forcedonto me. She began to move up and down on me, her breast in mymouth and my.