A terrified Candie awoke for only a few seconds. As she sprang up, someone threw an arm around her neck. Before she could scream, her attacker covered...her mouth and nose with his other hand."No!" She screamed. It wasn't just a hand that covered her mouth. There was something in his hand. A rag muffled her scream.The ether soaked rag did its work swiftly. Candie quickly stopped kicking and screaming. As everything went black for Candie, she caught a fading glance of several guys standing around. . going to have fun,” he gestured, arms raised, twitching his fingers, his mother seeing his reflection in the shiny surface of an enormous chrome plated American fridge freezer. “Finding where it’s tool is ... amongst all that hair...” Col chuckled, panting as he watched his cock penetrating her capacious snatch, amazed at his middle aged mother’s capacity for a quick shag.Claire managed to finish her toast and tea without spilling any, even though Col’s energetic ramming was making much of. She was more captivating than ever. This time, though, it wasn't puresex appeal. He saw something in her eyes, and felt he knew what she wasthinking. A pure empathy with her. He felt like he understood her, onsome inner level. But, he reminded himself, she wasn't real - just somepictures on the web. Checking his email one more time, he saw a message from the anti-porncompany. And they wanted his personal information again. I'm not givingthem anything, he declared to himself. But then he thought. .slutty tart!”The builder continued to talk down to her. “You’re home alone aren’t you?” He said trying to be casual; he glanced up at the empty house behind her. “Uh no!” She protested. My neighbour is next door!” I quickly ducked behind the curtain as she pointed at the houses whilst covering her squashed breasts with one arm. “You’re lying!” The other man suddenly blurted. “He’s at the pub! We saw him go out and haven’t seen him come back in yet!”“So you are all alone!” The other.