I glanced at the number on the side of the house, and it matched the address on the dossier. I tucked that inside my coat and pulled on my gloves. “...hank you. I don’t know how long I’ll be. It could be quite a while.”“Yes, sir, understood. Do you think there’s any kind of security risk, above the usual, I mean?”I almost laughed at that. “Probably not. The lady inside is my sister. You have family?”He did laugh at that. “Yes, sir. That’s the most dangerous type of situation.”“Very true. Well, if. Later that day i came down to make food, stood in the kitchen getting the food onto the trays to go in the oven and dan walked in came up behind me and started distracting me from behind me he stood with his lips kissing my neck, as his hand went up my top and his other hand wandered down to my nice wet freshly fucked cunt (id been playing while he was out) and he turned and said on my your wet already and he teased me some more and more as i was there trying to get the food in the oven he. Here to get the good stuff." The robbers had only referred themselves a number 1 and number 2 so as not to give their names. #2 pulled David up by his hair and with a gun to his back followed him down the hall. While they were gone #1 walked over to Linda and pulled her arm away from her chest. "Leave me the fuck alone." A hard slap on the side of the face shut her up. #1 reached out and played with her slightly sagging 36D tits. She looked away and said nothing. He stopped when he. He was around six-foot-tall and had a wiry body. He was also bow-legged which gave him a really peculiar gait, which I found rather sexy. His lithe physique was covered by a rather sexy dusting of dark hair and his face was neither ugly nor handsome but bore the look of a mischievous hick, if that makes any sense to you.The feature on Johnson’s body, however, which alludes to the title of this story, was the shape of his dick. It truly looked like a large carrot. From a thick base, the knob.