My lips pressed against hers; my mouth pressed hers open, my tongue began to probe deeply as my hands moved to explore her stomach and her large tits....My finger traced the pale, thin scar that traveled between her heaving mounds i took a breast in each hand and massaged them, kneading the soft flesh and pinching the sensitive, erect nipples. My teeth pulled at the erect nipple as my hand slid down between them to her stomach. He pressed the palm of my hand against her wet pussy. Instinctively,. In an instant the figure rose to its full height, the knife withdrawn, having done the needful. But Sandra remained rooted, her mind blank and her body trembling from the terrifying developments of the past minute. The person waited, blocking the light again. Then it shouted in a hoarse male voice "Move bitch, if you want to live".Shaken by the anger in his voice, she tried to get up, used the wounded hand for support and tumbled sideways, howling in pain. As she took in a mouthful of soapy. Stratford's a great place with lots of good clubs if you knowwhere to look."Ben arrived at one o'clock the following Friday and they walked to thestation. Each had packed a games machine, lots of games, CD's andvideos as well as a few clothes. The journey took about twenty minutesand it was only a short walk to the house from the station. It was alarge, nineteen thirties, detached house with its own drive and highhedges in a small close just off the Alcester Road near to theStratford and Avon. ‘Last night two men pulled guns on me and tried to make me get into their car, said their boss wanted to see me. They said if I didn’t do it they’d grab you to make me do what they wanted.’ ‘What happened to them?’ Abby asked with a grim smile. ‘I know you don’t take well to being threatened or being told what to do and I would bet you went absolutely ballistic when they threatened me.’ ‘They’re in the hospital, at least I think they made it to the hospital. I did get them medical help.’ I took.