They were going to hunt the bitch. ?Yeah,? Jack typed. ?But it's Italian, and she's expressed a preference forItalian food a few times. And there is a... Italian restaurant three blocks awayfrom her bullshit location.? ?Hmmm,? Zacc said, ?we should put that one in the maybe category.? They were building up an elaborate profile of her. They had, by this time,a very detailed description of her appearance, not quite enough for a policesketch artist, but getting better all the time. Parts of it were. She might as well go into the house, she thought.She was just about to open the front door when she suddenly froze into stillness.There was a groan from inside the house!Her mind was blank for a moment, and then she was struck by the sudden fear that something was wrong with her mother. But as she reached for the doorknob, she froze again as she heard a harsh male laugh.She didn't know what to do. Obviously there was a man in the house with her mother, no unusual thing, but it sounded as though. My gosh if it didn't make me want to agree to do every little dirty thing he could think of.And the pair of chocolate orbs boring holes into my soul expressed that he could indeed think of many dirty things.I turned to take in my surroundings, to check if anyone had noticed us. No one had. At least no one I could see, and that worked fine for me. I could delude myself into thinking nobody saw us and just leave it at that. Before my courage slipped, I grabbed his arm and dragged us out of the. While the girl behind now had her thumb pushed into my arse I knew this wouldn’t take long and I had to grit my teeth to avoid any loud groans, “Be quick sir, my stop is coming” she sighed softly as I felt my cock push and as the bus jolted again I knew I was close and I had to exaggerate the movement of the bus which only pushed the thumb of the girl behind further into my arse and as she squeezed a bit tighter I totally lost all self-control as I felt my cock start to pulsate shooting my hot.