It bothered him how loud his footsteps felt in the stillness. He froze just beyond the final chairs of the cafe— it was silent. Where was the whistl...ng? He realized this way too late just as a large arm wrapped around his throat, yanking him backwards and off his feet. Shane was tall, yes, but whoever this was was taller still and he struggled to regain his footing as he was dragged backwards. Shane tried to pry the arm off of his windpipe, grappling at the white cloth shirt. His blood ran. But that wasn't part of the game. It would have been too easy, too quick. The bastard deserved to suffer. The game must be finished.He walked towards the house, not worrying about being seen. He could see inside the house, see through the window as they stood kissing. He watched as they walked into the bedroom. He watched and he stood just outside the window, hoping they would see him. He saw them pull at each others clothing, saw them fall on the bed together. He heard their laughter and it. I could feel myself starting to load up. I tapped her on the shoulder and she released my cock from her mouth.She grabbed it in both hands and began stroking it feverishly. I felt my entire body starting to tense up as my first stream of cum shot straight up and landed on my upper chest and stomach.My cum continued to stream out in what seemed like an eternity. “Oh, fuck,” I said as she continued stroking me until I was almost completely soft.Her hands were now completely covered in my cum. . Your choice dear. She likes to be fucked hard. You do it any way you want to. Okay, Mistress Kathy?" "Okay, Master Peter. Let's use this little whore." I was on my back as I pulled my pet to me. She understood perfectly what was needed now. She squatted over my raging prick, and I guided it into her ass, slowly and surely. She groaned as she took her first cock in her virgin ass hole. It was so fucking tight I didn't know if it would go in, but it did, and she began to bounce up and down.