I slid off the bench seat and stood, feeling her hand cupping my ass possessively, her touch electric, her voice low, throaty as she steered me out of...the restaurant, all the time talking softly, urgent whispers promising much. "I know you almost came, little one, you'll cum soon enough, I promise, tonight you'll get everything you deserve, everything."Her hand stayed on my ass, fingers tight, her car was close, low and sleek, she opened the passengers door, "Unfasten your jeans."For a moment I. That's my abductor. I have been hearing his voice in my mind since that time." Are you sure?" Sure, as my name is Molly McGann." We can't go to the police with this. They'd just laugh at you. The police would not believe you could identify your attacker’s voice after all this time." I know it was him. I was terrified he would recognize me. But it makes sense. He cuts up bodies all day. That creep has the experience and access to the tools. He also helps with the autopsies and could conceal any. She feels her nipples stiffen, and feels flushed and hot. He knows all of her special places, all the things that drive her wild. As his hands slide over her hips he pauses for a moment, then continues downward. She feels a flutter in her stomach. She knows he just realized she's naked under her gown. His hands continue to slowly fall until he reaches her upper thighs, just above the hemline of her gown. There he pauses, and the suspense causes a delicious shiver to course through her. His. Her body however was anything but average. She had a huge chest and her ass looked like two huge balloons slammed together and seemed to point out at you. I'd stroked to the thought of Vanessa before but not ever as vividly as I was in the shower. I imagined all sorts of activities like sliding my cock in and out of her ass cheeks while my hands groped and smashed them against my cock or having her take turns between between titty fucking her and getting an ultra sloppy/messy bj. After awhile.