I decided that it would be a bad idea to go to our local library, if what Remy said about the town protecting the couple was correct. I was sure they ...ould not like my ‘noising around in their business’. It would probably cause a lot more trouble than it was worth. So I spent the day pouring through old newspaper articles on the microfiche machine. Reading the stories of disappearances that occurred during that time. Jotting down notes and looking through books on serial killers and why they do. There were four or five thin pink lines which were the scars she had mentioned. I admit I found them pretty, and stimulating. I reached out and ran my finger over one that ran on the undercurve of her left breast and she leaned forward a little as I did it. She was panting as if she’d just climbed a flight of stairs. I hooked my index fingers though the rings and drew her forwards so she slid half off the chair and her knees touched the floor. Bent over in this position her breasts swayed under. She stayed with him, thrusting back against each invasion, feeling his cock plunge deep within her, exciting her more and more with each thrust.She was gasping now, little squeaks escaping from her as the passions flared within her, lifting her higher, promising a greater reward to come. She eagerly met each thrust, wanting more, demanding more.Alan was only too happy to oblige, driving home willingly, determined to make her first experience unforgettable. He was thoroughly enjoying the feel of. Pumping piston-rhythm, all that length and girth filling her over and over. Abbey’s thighs closed, her heeled feet clutching his ass. Her body’s surge approached; she wanted to bathe his cock in her juices root to tip. His grip tightened and he gave it to her relentlessly until she screamed, her muscles contracting around him. “Fuuckkk…” He shafted till she was done and some moments beyond, then pulled out, his cock shiny with girl-cum. “Quick. Suck it.” He dragged her up by her ponytail and.