She must have been holding it for a while. It was making a big puddle on the floor. I reached down and rubbed her pussy while she was going."What a li...tle slut you are, standing here, with a stranger rubbing your pussy, peeing all over yourself. All done? Feel better? Let's go." Wait, I need to wipe." No, you are such a nasty slut, that should be a rather nice smell for you to carry around. Now, SMACK, get going. To the bed, get on your knee's with your ass in the air."I walked into the bedroom. Mike took the bottom of the t-shirt and pulled it up and off her, leaving her naked before him. He unzipped his pants, releasing his swollen penis, it stood up, red and swollen. Mike spread Linda's legs apart so that she straddled him, facing him then roughly pulled her down until his penis impaled her sopping pussy. He held her tightly to him as he rose, her legs wrapped around his waist. He turned to face the toilet and flipped the lid up, he lowered himself to his knees, Linda still. But there were a couple of exceptions, and one of these was Walt Freeman. Renee was never sure quite what it was about him – and for a long time, she didn’t even know his name – but she definitely felt something each time he came in the store, and that was just about every day. For one thing, he was older, probably in his early 40s, but he was very handsome in a mature way. His brownish hair was streaked with silver, but it just made him look sexier in her eyes. He wasn’t real big, probably. A part of me was aghast at what I was about to do. I was, or had been, a sworn officer of the law, a cop, for a hell of a long time. Good cops didn’t even think of doing what I intended to do to this guy. Another part of me was perfectly fine with it. Whoever he was, was part of a gang who would rape and enslave my daughters. I wasn’t going to allow that.There was a length of 2x4 leaning up against a house I passed. I picked it up in my left hand, keeping my .45 ready in my right. Twenty feet.