“And the bra, come on!” He barked at her, and as she obeyed, fingers trembling as she unclipped her bra to reveal her firm young breasts. The girl...felt very vulnerable and scared, goose bumps crawling across her tender young flesh and a tendril of dread crept down her spine.“Mmm yeah, those are lovely.” Before Hannah had a chance to protest, he had leaned over and grasped her chest in a painfully tight grip, massaging her breasts in a cruel fashion. She yelped, trying to pull away but his grip. "If we're talking murder, call me, Micky."She smiled, waved the private detective over, undid his belt, dropping his trousers and took Bumfelt’s cock into her warm mouth. She took his balls into her hands and worked at his cock with her mouth. She slipped her lips from it. Pre-cum and her saliva glistened on its head. She flicked at it with her tongue. Tasting. “Use my mouth as a fuck-hole,” she whispered, pursing her glossy red lips. “Fuck my dirty little mouth.” Bumfelt did. But not for long.. I heard the door open an close and the latch was locked. When I turned around, there standing before me, dressed in nylon running shorts and shirt and shoes,was the most perfect example of a man, I had ever laid eyes on.He was handsome, at least 6”6” , muscular ,darkly tanned with a short buzz cut and a dimpled chin. I almost fainted at my good fortune. He smiled,dropped to his knees, pressed me against the wall and totally engulfed my raging cock and and my balls into his mouth!I had never. I was tired of the same old scene of drunk assholes at the bar trying to feel me up.” Winter starts laughing at that comment and after talking a few minutes more Winter starts to fall asleep. Sasha says good night, and rolls over and falls asleep. They have a fitful night’s rest and wake up refreshed the next morning. Sasha rolls over and says, “Good morning, how did you sleep?” to Winter. Winter says “I slept good, its been a while since I have slept on an actual bed. I’m starving though, do.