She kept hoping that no one would find her, or if someone did they'd untie her and let her go. But she was more afraid that if someone did find her th...y'd do things to her that she didn't even want to think about.Another bang against the wall outside her imprisoning room, she jumped again, body tense. Someone was grabassing out there in the hall; she could hear shouts and running feet, back and forth.How long had it been since Jon had made her strip and tied her to the bed? It seemed like hours. She’s a brunette, with hazel eyes and set of lips that any guy would love to have wrapped around their cock. Yes I have thought about her sometimes when I needed to cum and Jayne wasn’t around.Her boyfriend, Matt, he was a tool. Tradie by day, cocksucker by night, but like good friends me and Jayne tried to get to know him better. The only common ground me and him met was at sport and drinking, but that was it. I still thought of him as a tool, and I know he probably thought the same off me. "I wondered 'what the hell is that all about?' but I let it go. It was a funeral and people get emotional. Then, at Mark and Pam's house, when I saw that picture of you and her together; I've never seen you that happy before. You looked so much in love. You both did! So young, with your whole lives ahead of you and I remembered that you spent 8 years with her. Oh God, how deep that love must go!" Then, just last night, when you made love to me, I didn't feel the love from you I was hoping to. Ifucked her so often she stayed wet and didn’t bang herstepdad or brother for two days.I rented us a nicer trailer closer to my job and that’swhen a problem appeared. Her pussy wasn’t wet enoughwhen I tried to fuck her. She couldn’t just walk downand get it filled up before I came home. I called herbrother and he came over and I listened to them in thebedroom then I could get in my wife’s pussy! He couldn’tget over to our place every day though.Sometimes.