"Mikayla!" I screamed. Iran to the phone to call the police. I tried to type in numbers, but thephone was dead. "Mikayla!" I screamed again. I ran out...ide to see if shewas out there. She wouldn't have gone out the kitchen door when I was inthere. I would have spotted her. I ran to the front door. It was stilllocked. Where could she be? I needed help fast. I had to go outside tothe neighbors. I opened the door. Before I could even get one foot outthe door, I was knocked out cold.I woke up in a. I grasped my dick and set about easing the pressure, taking my time for once and reliving as much of the session I'd had with Elizabeth as I could. I found I was gasping in time with the imaginary strokes I was delivering to the plump, vibrating ass of the Vice-Principal. It was an intoxicating feeling, one I knew I wanted to relive at some time, the only question left unanswered was who would be the victim.Even after masturbating so many times today it didn't take long to reach an orgasm. After a short amount of time had passed, there was still no answer at the door from inside the cabin. He wondered if he should let himself in. He didn’t want to intrude onto someone else’s property. The cabin was clearly lived in by someone, the flowerbed was neat and well kept and that surely meant that somebody must have been maintaining it. Chris decided to go and look through the window. He stepped away from the door, off of the stone doorstep and stepped cautiously towards the small glass. As soon as I felt you grab the shaft, I could feel myself harden. I then heard something fall off one of the shelves and so you stopped to go pick it up. As you turned around, I still began to harden. By the time you came back, I was fully erect. You came back, looked down, and gasped at my erect dick. You had a surprised look on your face, but that look quickly change to a serious tone."There is only one way to get rid of an erection," you stated.You pulled off your gloves and tossed them into.