The Rottweiller approached where he had known her to be and let out a growl. Jessica was on her knees with her shapely ass bent over. The short sundre...s she had worn that day was a mess now, covered with grass and leaves and small bits of broken branches, huddled and scrunched up from her trying to get around in the concealing shrubbery in her attempt to avoid her pursuer. Her blonde hair was flowing at the front and sides of her face. The tops of her 36C breasts had been dislodged from the. A dark pixy, a young, sweet berry who thought, no she knew, she was too good for the likes of me.I followed behind her ready to pounce. Ebony skin, a darker shade of night than the moonless sky gave this dreary, distressed, poverty laden neighborhood. The whites of her eyes, the silvery t-shirt, pure white cutoffs, and her pearlescent teeth stood in stark contrast with her dark, silken skin. The young, future neighborhood whore stood there, a big smile on her face, her hand waving in the air at. I soon feel his hand on my crotch and he says, “Just like I remember.” I move my right-hand down to his crotch. Just then, I see Hank out the corner of my eye. He comes over without saying a word and kisses me then Tom. He has very soft lips and now all three of us are kissing and rubbing. I was totally aroused. Hank then feeds me a little of my drink. He then un-buttons my shirt and pulls my t-shirt over my head. He starts biting my nipples. I feel my cock straining and just then Tom is taking. With my left hand, I grasped my cock hard over my shorts and gently pulled it to the left to release just a tiny bit of pleasure. I must have let out a soft moan because she broke from her trance and flashed me a look. Her eyes were wide, pupils dilated and face a bright red. She wasn’t wearing a bra, only thin tank top and her nipples were poking out very visible. A fiendish smile crept across her lips as she quickly reverted her gaze back down towards the pages. I waited until she was fixated.