“Dammit Trey get out here.” He said.A shadow moved behind him going under a hole too small for all but children. Tyler got over to where the noise...had come from. A muffler had fallen off the car. He smirked shaking his head.He hit ground in in a horrible scream of terror as a knife had cut through his Achilles tendon. He was on his back screaming for help when he looked over a look of confusion on his face and a knife buried itself into his throat. A snickering like laugh came loudly as the. I was there to run but there was a small group of weight machines right by the door to the Zumba room. I moved to those machines. I couldn’t stop myself. I found a way to watch you as you did your workout. OMFG the way your hips moved. The way your boobs bounced. I wanted to crash through the door and take you right on the floor in front of all those other women. You knew I was watching as I pretended to workout. You totally put on a show for me. I watched for probably 30-40 minutes. But it always made her feel good when somebody said so. She thanked Mr. Johnson for the compliment. Then he stepped up really close. He was looking right down the top of her dress and not bothering to pretend he wasn’t.“Ronny said you made him feel really good upstairs,” Mr. Johnson said.Mikki was taken by surprise. Did Ronny really tell his dad what they did? “I, uh, guess,” she replied, not sure if she should say anything about what she did with the man’s son right upstairs in his. The coolness of his tongue felt good as he ran it from my scrotum over my butt hole to the top of my butt, then back down, stopping on my hole. As he lapped at it he probed it. My breathing quickened as he stimulated my tight hole. It was hard to stay in the position I was put in, as I was shaking all over. I felt a hand on my dick moving up and down slowly. The one under me slid down to my dick and started sucking the head of my dick as he stroked it. I miss this, the man behind me said and.