" "Let's go." At nine the next morning we went down to the hotel coffee shop for breakfast. Paul and Jodie were already there. Tricia was absent. Paul...looked tired. I also noticed he was wearing the same shirt he'd had on at dinner the previous night. Assuming it was because we were nearing the end of our vacation and he was running out of clothes, I ignored it. Trisha never showed for breakfast. Since neither Paul nor Jodie appeared to be concerned I assumed she was safe. I suspected she was. She wished that she also had her bike pants as well, but of course beggars can't be choosers. In the privacy of her car and darkly tinted windows she took off her blouse and also her bra and zipped up the tank top, which had sports bra built inside. She also replaced her heels with a pair of keds she always kept in her car. She knew she wouldn't be able to run with her skirt on, but at least she could walk somewhat comfortably. After placing her mass of shoulder length brown curls into a. “To the wall.” He demanded.We shuffled to the wall hitched together at the waist. He pressed against me and impaled himself as much as was possible inside me. His sturdy erection lifted me onto tiptoes and compressed my penis and thighs against the chilly the concrete surface.He had one hand on my shoulder the other on my hip as he shafted me hard. My outstretched arms fingered the cold wall unable to find purchase. Ten minutes ago I struggled for pleasure now I was fully committed to being a. Maybe this would be easier than I thought. he said quietly to himself. As Amber neared her climax, the echo of footsteps coming toward her made her heart beat even faster. Her eyes were suddenly glued to the brightly light window. The sound of keys against the door of her cell and the sight of the tall man coming through it made her hold her breath with bewilderment. Officer Jackson closed the cell door behind him after making sure that the other guards were still oblivious to his location. He.