With my left hand, I slid my finger from underneath and touched my sweet virginal opening that was literally dripping sweet fluid onto my mattress. I ...lowly inserted my finger, little by little in this hot slick opening, actually pretending that I was getting raped by the Oompa Loompas from Willie Wonka and the Chocolate Factory. Ever since I had seen that movie, I had the kinkiest fantasies of being tied-down, and each of them taking turns licking and fucking me into oblivion. It always. I understood she that her eyes was disturbed and she likes to see it but was controlling everything . I lay down on that sofa for a few min and-and made a plan and told her that I am going to the top floor and will sleep only a bit late. Told good ni8.I knew she will come to sleep in an hour. So I kept the door opened and played music in loud noise an; also kept the camera in the recording mode and kept my pant zip opened so that when I get a hardon my penis will come out through there and I. I heard the crunch of glass outside the door and motioned Sandra down. I waited then saw the barrel of a gun come into sight. I didn't figure he was a friendly or he would have sung out already. I aimed the fifty where his body should be and pulled the trigger twice. He fell flat before the last boom had dissipated. I waited to see if anyone else showed up but the sirens were so close I didn't think they would stay around, if there was anyone else out there. I got Sean's cell and called the. "Who are you?" I asked. I squinted my eyes trying to work out who he was but as he began to walk slowly towards me, my eyes grew wide with a combination of terror and delight. It was Zack Crawford."Hello, Selena," he said, he stopped walking in front of me.My eyes rolled back inside of my head then I fainted to the ground.My eyes slowly opened to a small candlelit hut. I creased up my forehead in confusion as I sat up taking in the romantic atmospheric hut. Where was I? What happened? Why was I.