“Come on, Hoffman, you and I will take care of this ourselves. Have the police begin their search of the surrounding area, we won’t need backup an... if he is there, we don’t want to spook him into running.” Adrian and Jenny both heard it at the same time, the sound of a car rolling up the long overgrown driveway to the warehouse. Someone was coming and they knew exactly who it was. Adrian’s cell phone was beside their chess board and carried a built in radio, letting them listen in on all police. We couldn't tell if she was a natural red because her pussy was as bald as Vin Diesel. Not that we could see much of it since it was covered by her palm. She seemed to be missing two fingers. Oh, wait.They'd started out in facing chairs, turning each other on with the sight and scent of glistening pink. As things heated up a dildo came out and the hum of a vibrator mixed with moans of pleasure from Blondie. Red moved over to help out and soon had her pal panting as she plunged the buzz toy into. At the same moment my hand reaches for the crotch of his pants. I rub him and squeeze him, I feel him grow a little. 'Please don't touch me' 'please don't touch me' The elevator opens and we step out, my hand still connected to his crotch, rubbing, feeling him get hard. I turn in the direction of my car and we walk. He isn't speaking now. His mind must be racing.My mind is telling me to do naughty things, My body is responding to my mind.My mouth is the only thing with any reason. 'Please don't. He was close, she felt his entire body encompassing her from behind. even out in the cold frigid evening, she felt his body heat. For a split second, she was tempted to buck like a horse, to escape. But where would she go? Especially with handcuffs on her? It was a fight or flight delusion. His sheer presence was imposing, dominating. There would be no escaping. Better to feign passivity.His big, heavy hands pawed her body firmly, leaving nothing to chance. The fact that his hands lingered a.