I went to the door and it was her and she brought gifts, she bought me a rose and a six pack of corona. She was my height 5'9" a little heavy about 19...# but she was very pretty. Long brown hair, pretty big tits, not a bad looking ass,not bad looking at all. we sat on the couch and talked and shared the beer she brought and I thanked her for the rose but assured her that she didn't have to bring me anything. She told me that she had something else for me and asked if I knew what it was? I said I. . please let me go." I pleaded with a gun pressed against my throat.The both of them started laughing. I cold feel the cold damp wall against my back. I felt like I was trapped. I was surrounded. John was on my right and Anthony was on my left. The cold damn wall was behind me and the big black gun was in front of me."Shut the fuck up!" John snarled at me.Then John said,"You should have just given up the purse Bitch... Now I have to teach you a lesson... my buddy and I are going to play a. I could do that in Van Buren and the surrounding area. It's was full of wonderful memories of when I was growing up. I spent the night at Smalley's Motel. The motel had been there longer than I have been alive. It wasn't fancy, no internet, no cable T.V.; no T.V. at all because reception is so bad in the valley. All you got was a comfortable bed, a roof over your head, and the best breakfast ever. After eating, I climbed on my bike and headed out of town on Highway 60 to a certain farm about 20. She started licking my chest, my naval, and my stomach. I completely gifted myself to her, as whatever she was doing, I was enjoying to the core. She than started losing its salwar, but didn’t completely removed from her body. I could have seen the sweats dropping from her thigh region.That view made me complete mad, and I jumped at her like a hungry wolf. I started kissing and licking her thigh. I touched her white underwear, with my mouth, and sniffed the fragrance. The heat was coming like a.