" was his simple reply.Another long silence, but my nipples could cut glass and my pussy was drooling. I was so turned on by this phone conversation."... won't do anything you don't want." he said in a way that led me to believe he was done romancing me."Okay." I replied. He gave me his address, and I knew roughly where he lived. It was a nice area, so it soothed my panic, and we ended the phone call setting a time.**I want you to know, as I write this, I am dripping all over the chair having. I can ride my bike a few blocks panty-less. Wasn’t part of the plan but I don’t care. My back pack is nestled against my desk, right next to the door, ready to be picked up on my way out of the room. Ballerinas are tucked under the bag, I can slip them on while I open the door. All that will be left to do is sneak across the kitchen, unlock the back door as quietly as I can, get my bike, walk it out of the carport, get the fuck out of here and never come back. I emptied my bank account. " Brady? You know I love you, right?" Gunny, I don't care that you seen me in the altogether dozens of times. You just ain't my type." Bring him in," said Juhler. "Detain him on suspicion of armed robbery. What about Petrike, the one we know was involved? What's his status?" They're putting a cast on him right now. I'm told he's going to have to have surgery, but they can do that later. He won't be going anywhere. The doctor said the cast will go clear up to his dick. He'll leave here in a. ‘Ok, I think we should have some fun with our little whore.’ Ian said. Gina agreed. ‘Aww, Honey, look! She’s so wet!’ Exclaimed Gina as she touched Hannah’s dripping wet pussy. ‘Hmm..’ Joked Ian. The couple laughed. ‘Do you want to taste my pussy, again?’ Gina asked Hannah. ‘Well, speak up!’ ‘Yes Ma’am.’ Hannah helplessly croaked out. Ian took the gag off of her. ‘You better suck my clit.’ Demanded Gina. Hannah did and slurped Gina’s cum. It must have tasted so good. Ian flicked Hannah’s.