.She whispered, "Michael?"I didn't answer, I just began to gently massage her bottom, as slowly and lightly as I could.I let my fingertips trace littl... lines up along her spine, and then back down in between her thighs.The room was suddenly really warm, and I was feeling flush and hot.Emmy had been looking at the TV screen, but then she squirmed a little on the couch, and turned her head to look up at me.She was in such a funny pose, with her butt up in the air on the pillow on my lap, and her. Surely she wasn’t hoping for that wimp dick husband to fuck her...who wants to go first?”I am pushed to my knees completely naked as the three intruders surround me and begin to remove their trousers and I am then surrounded by three hard cocks, as they wank in front of me. I can see Dave between their legs still laid on the floor tied and gagged, and he has even stopped struggling and is just laid there, what a poor excuse for a husband. My head is grabbed a pulled towards the first hard. I walked right through the dining room and into the kitchen."I thought I would tell you what I found out about Rachel. She was working with Marcus Black casing houses for Marcus to burglarize. Someone came along. Most likely it was the man you saw. I have no idea who he is, but she ran away with him not from him. They went over the mountain to Tennessee. Most likely they broke into a cabin and possibly stole a truck. They sold her car to a man over there. That's all I know as of now. I may or. Her eyes were closed but she was not asleep. A student at a university in the north of England, she was mentally reviewing the work yet to do on her thesis for the final year of her art history course, a comparison of the work of five leading Renaissance artists. She was so absorbed in these thoughts that she was able, almost, to ignore the man lying on top of her. Able, almost, to ignore his heavy breathing, his frequent grunts of pleasure and the weight of his body pressing her into the.