It was five minutes to midnight, five minutes for the madness to begin.Clara felt the elevator going down and after several seconds stop with a loud t...ud, announcing their arrival. The man opened the door and turned to his left, giving Clara enough time to see that they were in the cellar of the pension, filled with old barrels, crates and shelves, an industrial size washing machine and clothes dryer, but no torture paraphernalia.To their immediate left, there was a heavy metal door, the type. All right. Let’s see how far we can get.”Wendy sat in a straight-back chair with her arms crossed. “Tell me the agenda, please, and then get the fuck out of my house.” Dave had never heard Wendy so angry.Merman said, “You have forty-eight hours to gather what you want to take and be ready to travel. We think the threat to you and your family will escalate dramatically after that period. We have a safe house arranged, and one of my associates will take you from there to your permanent location.. She was past caring. She was trapped at the kitchen sink between a marauding finger and a humping cock. She couldn't move but it felt so good! She didn't want it to end! And what shocked her most of all any minute, she was going to come! She could feel the bubble growing larger in the pit of her stomach."Oh I wanna cram my cock up there so bad!" Cal croaked. "Such, a hot, sweet teenage cunt! You'd love it! I'd have you screaming for more! I'd have you begging for it on bended knees! . "Hey Bill" Vicky bellowed. "How's it hangin?"God that woman can be annoying. Her voice reminded me of fingernails on a chalk board."It's hanging just fine Vicky, if it is any of your business. Kit wanted me to drop these off on the way to Tyler." I said as I handed her the package."Well you can't just hand them to me and drive off. Come on in for some coffee."Now I don't like being rude, even with someone as irritating as Vicky. Besides, I wouldn't get to see Pam if I just drove off. "I guess a.