I grabbed you by the hair and brought you up for a kiss and then whispered “how about that fantasy? Just no cumming inside of you and they wear cond...ms”. You were apprehensive at first but we kept eye contact and took it slowly. You still had me in your mouth and you reached to the guy next to me and grabbed his crotch and simply rubbed over his pants. The six guys hollered in approval as only horny frat boys usually would. Jillcouldn'tbelieve what was happening, and shewas equally as turned on. The officer standing at the door ignored her as she called out, ‘Elle Bronwyn.’ Elle got up and followed the officer out of the cell and walked down the hallway. Back in the interrogation room, Detective Carlson was already seated, looking exhausted. For a moment, Elle felt sorry for him. He nodded for her to sit. ‘Ms. Bronwyn,’ he said, ‘We finally have an answer to everything that has happened.’ Elle stared at him as hope surged inside her. ‘I got the psychiatrist who was evaluating River to. I DIDN'T EVEN HEAR ANYONE KNOCK , BUT SHE SUDDENLY TELLS SOMEONE THAT THE DOOR IS UNLOCKED, AND FOR THEM TO COME ON IN. I DIDN'T HAVE A CHANCE FOR ANY OF THAT TO EVEN REGISTER, BECAUSE SHE GRABBED THE SIDE OF MY TRUNKS AND IN A FLASH, SHE YANKED THEM DOWN TO MY ANKLES WITH HER SPARE HAND, AND SHOVED ME FORWARD OVER THE ARM OF THE COUCH, “STILL HOLDING A DEATH GRIP ONTO THAT EAR”. WHILE SHE HELD ME DOWN OVER THE COUCH ARM, HER FREE HAND STARTED SPANKING MY BARE BUTT AS HARD AND FAST AS SHE. What had I let myself in for? We drove on forabout thirty five minutes leaving the town behind and passing through acouple of small villages until we came to a cross road and Lesley turnedleft. We entered a tiny hamlet with some farm buildings on the right andseveral cottages on the left. Just past the cottages was an open grassyarea, then an iron railing that enclosed a small pond with several duckson it. A war memorial stood beside the pond with a withered bunch offlowers at its base. The.